Dinner tables lit by oil lanterns and
candle light graced the pool deck along with a long buffet table and
a grill. A part-time singer and guitar player whose day job is
bridge building serenaded the hotel guests with folk and easy
listening music like The Lion Sleeps Tonight and Sounds of Silence.
Grilled Impala (African antelope) chops and sausage, fried
calamari rings, rice smothered in delicious mushroom sauce and fresh
vegetables filled my plate. Red wine accompanied our food. Desserts
sweetened many a mouth. Joanne and many others danced the night away
under the starry sky.
Is there a thought given to the local
women who all across Southern Africa that balance jugs of water on
their heads from the closest well or river, sometimes several
kilometers from their village, prepare their evening meals of polenta
over an open fire, and kneel before their husbands holding out basins
of water for hand washing? I guess a man should get something for
his cows!
Richard
(Just kidding about the cows.)
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