B has charmingly talked her new tutor into carrying things on your head lessons (I have yet to catch this on camera). I keep finding her wandering the corridor with whatever she needs balanced on a tea towel on the top of her head. I suspect she'll be an expert before long.
Today they had a long await lesson from our 2nd housekeeper on chapati making. Supper was chapati & beans (superceded pesto pasta in Beth's favourite foods). It was obviously a day for chapatis as I also finally discovered where the hospital canteen is, as well as the med students showing us a chapati stall we hadn't know existed. Turns out if you walk past the house selling water on the other side of the road and ask at the door of the next house they will serve you freshly cooked chapati.
I was also badgered into a trip to the local hair salon. The Australian med students have been busy getting their hair braided with amazing extensions, and L has been eyeing up hairstyles since we got here. My eyes watered just watching the experience. B stoically made it through half a head before suggesting that perhaps she would finish it off tomorrow! L was still there 2.5hrs later and delighted with the results.
R is still debating the merits of braiding and is rather wishing she'd gone short before we left. A thick head of hair is SO hot.
You will have to buy a chapatti board and roller to bring home and don't forget an 'mbuzi' too (coconut grater in coastal Kenyan Kiswahili, is it the same where you are?) for your coconut rice!
ReplyDeleteGreat idea. Yes it's called an mbuzi which I think also means goat!
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