Not a lot to say here, for once… just a few scenes from our occasional Sunday walks around town. Some of these photos were taken yesterday, and others go back as far as 2012! This walk still gives me a little thrill, every time.
Measuring some tablecloth fabric.
Spoon, 50 cents. Bowl, 75 cents. Bowl with kitty, $100.75 for anyone overly interested. Seems fair.
Smoked river fish for sale at the market. Discounted if you can tell a good joke.
Mushrooms for sale, very tasty if you can get to them before the maggots hatch. (Like all fresh mushrooms, I just learned. Oh well, extra protein.)
Chickens for sale, organic free-range I’m guessing.
Kids posing for passersby while their parents are in church.
What’s on at the cinema today.
And across the street, a gas station. (Plus shoe shop.)
Pigs, chickens, and washed-out roads after a big rain.
A typical watering hole, except this one features the company’s latest safety slogan.
The biggest bar/hotel/restaurant in town, and the tallest structure around. Our usual Sunday perch with great views and breezes.
Such as this green, hilly neighborhood (notice the brick-making furnaces behind the hotel’s satellite dishes)…
… and copper-laden hills the other direction (notice the water-pumping station behind the abandoned truck).
Kids watching us drink a couple Simbas, high up on the third floor. See ya next week.