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Here I am again!
Don’t expect me to keep up this rate because I am sure I won’t… As by miracle we have electricity today which means we had it for 3 days in a row now and if I can believe David is very extraordinary here.… therefore I figured I’d better make use of it and type out another update.
I’ve reread my previous entry and it’s pretty chaotic I guess, but that is also what being here feels like for the time being. There is a constant flow of new information and things to discover.
Yesterday I had my first injeera, the pancake alike stuff they eat here, not all that nice. David my flatmate comforted me by saying that the one our housekeeper makes is way less sour tasting and that you do get used to it…It’s made of some kind of wheat that has its own yeast in it and is remotely comparable to sourdough bread.
Afterwards there was live music in the bar and some dancers, really cool to see. They use their shoulders in a very funny way while dancing.
I have fallen in love with the minibuses. They’re very cheap and fast and they actually drop us off in front of the house… How cool is that? ( it is because we are on a main road but anyway) You can however be packed like sardines but hey, that happens during rush hour on the subway as well. They are a light Bilbao blue and white, the same colour as the private taxis which are mostly Ladas!!!! Haha never seen that many Ladas together…brings back memories…
At the moment it’s rainy season and believe me it rains…( do you understand now why the mini busses are so great). Thus I ended up staying in and catching up on some sleep today, after all it is Sunday. To my great pleasure I found out tat food stalls are open which makes it easier to score something edible on a Sunday here then in Bilbao.
Nonetheless I dined out in the restaurant/bar in front of our house ( I had some kind of fried rice { =Ghana memories and at lunch I noticed the egg yolks are not very yellow here either!}), which was fun because there was a wedding going on so we saw more traditional dress and dancing. Also the women here can do that strange high-pitched noise while moving their tongues up and down.
People in the neighbourhood are extremely friendly to us, the boss of the bar we ate at came to say hello, the girls in the bakery already know which kind of bread I like, the guy from the fruit stand remembered I bought bananas the day before, etc…
Ohh I almost forgot, we were having a drink on a terrace the other day when a monkey (more precisely a guereza) came sitting on the fence some 3 metres away from us, very bizarre little creature….