Through the Seasons

Hoteli

The pastor we worked with in Makete recommended a couple restaurants and once we found them to be good and clean we stuck with them.  No need to venture out on our own I say.  Not in Africa anyway.

We only took pictures at one of the restaurants.  Here they are.

The front of the restaurant.

There were 2 tables and, yes, a TV.

Translation:

“Black” Tea

Tea with Milk

Fresh Milk

Donut (don’t think Krispy Kreme…think fried bread…)

Bread

Cake

Tortilla

Beef in fried shells

Beef and rice

Chicken and rice

Beans and rice

Beef and Pilau (seasoned rice)

Chicken and Pilau

You’ve got me on that next one

Roasted Chicken

Chicken and Fries

Eggs and Fries

Plain Fries

Soda

No idea on that last one either – something with ugali which is a local dish sort of like – um – a starchy paste.

A little boy holding a piece of candy I gave him and looking at the TV.  There was another little boy there too but he wouldn’t come out because he was so scared of us.  There are some children who have never seen a white person so we scare them. 

We visited the pastor at his house one time and his 2 1/2 year old daughter was terrified of us and would cry and cry and cry.  Sounds funny but it really makes you feel bad and makes you wish you could change your skin color.