We checked out of our hotel and went straight to mass 7:00 mass which was in English and we could easily understand it. Masses may be all on the same template, but there are always differences. Here it was the offertory, instead of the usual water and wine, parishioners brought up food items for the priest (since he has no salary), there was mealie meal, water, oil, drinks, and two protesting live chickens.
We went to the convent of the Mpulungu Sisters of the Child Jesus and after a fine breakfast, bade our gracious hostesses good-bye and we were on our way back to Mporokoso, an approximately 7-hour journey. Before we left, we stopped at the fish market and picked up a lot of fish. Fresh fish is a rarity in landlocked Zambia and our visit to Lake Tanganyika was an opportunity to buy fresh fish for family and friends and other convents. The bus was like a usual Zambian bus, loaded down with many people, packaged to be delivered, groceries, fish and fruit.
The trip home was punctuated with many interesting events. We stopped at roadside markets several times to buy fruit and vegetables. The markets are very crowded with all walks of life and we stood out as foreigners, but with the sisters we felt as safe as if we had body guards. At one stop John and Sr Matilda got off the bus to buy mangoes. They came back with a huge sack of mangoes; they could barely carry. Sr Matilda’s bargaining skills are legendary.
We saw a large mass of people on the road ahead of us and taking up the whole road many people deep. It was a large Women’s Day parade with a marching band and banners. We stopped and they went past us, parting like a school of fish. We had windows open and we shook many hands as we passed.
Half way we stopped in Kasama, had a convent bathroom break and went to the Hungry Lion where John and John bought the whole bus load of ladies and some men fried chicken and a chocolate bar for Women’s Day. A very tasty and thoughtful gesture.
Zambians drive on the left side just as in England. The traffic between Mpulungu and Kasama is about 85% large oil/gas trucks with few passenger vehicles. The road is very rutted and when it looks like they are coming head-on for us on our side of the road, they are just shifting side to side to avoid the huge holes in the road. Our drivers Josephat and Louis are pros, dodging the multitude of huge ruts, people, goats, chickens, dogs and oil tankers. There are no coffee shops and they drive with just a break now and then. We drove from Kasama to Mporokoso in mostly darkness and rain. The truck traffic was much less and small vehicle traffic scarce. Only a few people were roadside in the pouring rain and darkness, with those dressed in dark colours very hard to spot.
We slept very well that night!
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John Gillies and Goodson at the Hungry Lion, with treats for the ladies. Thanks John and John |
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| Hotel in Mplungu |
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| Offertory chicken |
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ICC group with our friends in Mpulingu, Sr Matilda, Betty J, Sr Auxillia, Charlotte, Sr Deodada, John G, Josephat, Winnie, Richard, Colleen. Front John MI, Sr Mable, Sr Irene, Sr Petronella, Goodson. |
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| John finding out about how the bamboo fish baskets are made. |
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| Sunday foot traffic. Visiting and church. |
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| Charlotte getting dried beans in the market |
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| Many beans colours |
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| Enterprising boys filling in holes and asking for money. |
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Looks like head-on but just dodging pot holes, drive on the best side. |
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| Many holes in the road. |
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| Parage for women's day. |
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| Hungry Lion lunch. Thanks guys. |
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| Roadside mangos. |