Super Mega Photo Post Part 2
I’ve finally found the focus to post the next batch of pictures from my trip. Here it goes:
Castle Lodge, the fabulous guest house in Ndola. Run by great people…amazing people actually!
An empty stall, used by women to sell fruit or household items. It was after business hours.
Shark House! I really would have liked to check out the interior of this architectural gem! Most homes in the area have huge cement walls surrounding them…not fun for an architecture lover.
Beware of dog!
Beware of yoga dog (aka Ghandi dog).
Feed me Seymour!
My cousin Farai, carrying a huge bundle of duvet filler.
Zambia, where Datsuns go to die.
Find the gecko part 1:
This is also yuck. (some shot involving lemon, sugar and coffee grounds)
Friends in Lusaka, that yucky shot was their idea.
More friends in Lusaka…Americans.
The biggest purse ever.
Veggie stand, baby not for sale.
Just in case! Believe it or not, this was not the funniest butcher shop name I spotted. The winner was “Sanity Butchers”.
The market comes right to you while you wait in the bus:
Where are the trademark police? Not in Zambia, obviously.
I love Castle Lodge, especially since they have this amazing bathroom that looks like something from ‘The Shining’.
My cousin Bertha’s son on the right. He hopes to be a Forester one day…just like my dad!
Another cousin’s son on the left and his friend.
The woman holding the baby is my dad’s cousin.
All dressed up and nowhere to go.
Nectar of life.
Cousin Bertha’s son Clarence, studying to be an auto mechanic.
My wallet was like the UN after travelling though so many airports.
Bertha’s son Stephan showing me his cracked laptop…cousin Christopher looks on. I ended up leaving Stephan the laptop I used for my trip. It was an oldie, donated by a grade school friend.
Cousin Harry and his little dumpling of a boy:
These kids started a marching band, it was awesome:
My cousin’s neighbours, eating some porridge for breakfast.
My bath for a week. It was fine, except for the day the rat ran through the bathing shelter…that was not cute.
The Jacaranda in the bathing shelter was pretty.
Find the gecko part 2. This was my bathing companion.
The sign at the entrance of my family village. This is also the site of the terrible accident that killed my cousin Henry last year. He was knocked off a tractor and suffered a fatal head injury. May he rest in peace.
I love this picture! This is my cousin Gertrude on the left and her best friend.
This little lovebug is the daughter of one of my cousin’s daughters…so I’m her grand-something. What you can’t see is that she has burns on about 20% of her body, she fell in a fire recently. I have pictures of the injuries, but I though better of posting them. It’s truly horrific. The poor baby must have been in terrible pain.
The tractor that was involved in the aforementioned accident. These children are all belong to a variety of cousins. I call them nieces and nephews to simplify….but in our culture they consider me a mother.
My nephew Chanda, the dog whisperer. He is Henry’s son. I have to say it was really uncomfortable to see him playing with the tractor, but I was also glad to see him smiling.
Specky, an old village dog.
Zeeba (I think that’s his name)
My Aunt’s new home…looking good. It’s a big improvement. It would be amazing to get some solar panels, they do not have access to electricity.
Kitchen in the new home:
That is it for now…I have more to upload. I’ve hit my bandwith limit on flickr! Oh well, it will leave something for later.