We began Saturday morning by leading a class for Sunday School teachers. They are really enthusiastic and this is our third meeting. We saw many of the ladies (only one guy) in church on Sunday.
Awesome shoes! I hope I find some here so I can bring home a pair. The big dilemma....which color?
These fine gentlemen came to inspect our seatless toilet. We are very excited about the prospect of having a seat for our toilet. As the older gentleman was leaving, he remembered that he needed to work on our door lock. Hence the helmet on his head. The guy on the left helps us set up the projector for all our presentations.
Our friend Sun asked Nancy for some help on her thesis, which is about American slang.
Here we are in the micro-bus on the way to the market. It is definitely built for people shorter than us! It only cost 25 cents per passenger and picks you up where ever you are on the sidewalk. There are literally thousands of these in this town.
The micro-bus drives around with the door open, even when it is raining.
I was told to include a photo of myself, so here I am relaxing as the driver swerves in and out of traffic.
We are now at the market. This nice lady is selling fruits and spices. The green lumpy things are a form of orange.
Beneath the stack of bananas is the guy who has the job of carrying them all into the market. The mountain of bananas was transported on a bicycle powered device. If you need bananas for a great price, this is the place to go!
Here is a view facing one direction of the market, which is on two levels in two buildings. The blue tint is because of the blue canopy covering the "open" area in the middle.
Here's a view of the open area, looking down from the second level.
This shop sells ground up fish. I assume each pile is a different type of fish or a coarse vs. fine grind.
This lady is selling fly-covered chickens and chicken parts out in the open air. We declined the opportunity to buy any. We do love fried chicken but there is KFC, CKC (California Fried Chicken) and also the school canteens to chose from.
A vegetable saleswoman who did all business, including talking, with the cigarette pointing straight out of here mouth. Now that's a retail selling skill!
Nancy and Sun carefully inspect tomatoes while the salesman keep an eye on them.
Nala reaches into the fish tank and makes her dinner selection. She chose four big goldfish, which were provided to her in a plastic bag full of water, tied tight. A photo of the fishes is included later in this post.
Jacob inspects several large cinnamon sticks while, ominously, several large heavy bags sit on a flimsy shelf directly over his head.
Nala and Sun looked through a bazillion bananas before finding just the right bunch for us. The lady wearing the turban pulled out an impressive knife and whacked them off the branch.
After she cut out bananas, she turned around and shoved the knife into a nearby banana branch. One of our bananas was a bit overripe but I wasn't going to mess with her!
The gang poses in front of just a few thousand of the bananas available for sale.
Nancy and Jacob press their way through a narrow aisle in the material section of the market. Of course Nancy is working hard to be pleasant with everyone.
Traffic outside the market. There is enough honking going on to make you deaf. We had to cross the road in order to catch the micro-buses going toward campus.
Nala thought it would be a great idea to treat us to a special coconut milk drink that includes slimy green rice noodles in the bottom. These are the ones that shoot up your straw when you take a sip.
Here's our micro-bus. Nala convinced the driver to take us all the way into campus (off the main road) because it was raining. She was probably tired of carrying her big bag'o'fish at that point.
Here's the look inside Nala's bag of fish. I'll have to ask her how she prepared them.
Saturday evening Reina and her daughter Ezra stopped by to make sure we knew the church time. Reina drove over on a motor scooter, as they were on their way to have a chicken treat at CFC.
Meanwhile we were taken out by the former dean and his wife for a meal of Chinese noodles. The former dean did graduate work at the University of Pittsburgh and is a delightful man. Though he is "retired" he teaches two days a week at Nommensen and four days at week in another city.
Here's my bowl of noodles and meat. It was mighty tasty. There was a jar of sliced up peppers and also ground up peppers in juice. We were warned not to try the sliced ones as they were very hot. The ground up peppers were hot enough for a drop or two to fire up the bowl. Yikes!
Here are the workers in the front of the shop. It is a franchise and everyone except the noodle master wears the same uniform, including polo shirt and ball hat.
Here is the noodle master, who cooks actually outside the restaurant on what should be the front sidewalk. I'm sure this is a marketing tool, to show how fresh everything is (cooked to order in a matter of seconds). Also if this contraption was inside the restaurant the humidity would be 1000%.
Jacob poses with the former dean and his wife in front of the restaurant. It was very nice of them to take us out for dinner and we loved it.
Awesome shoes! I hope I find some here so I can bring home a pair. The big dilemma....which color?
These fine gentlemen came to inspect our seatless toilet. We are very excited about the prospect of having a seat for our toilet. As the older gentleman was leaving, he remembered that he needed to work on our door lock. Hence the helmet on his head. The guy on the left helps us set up the projector for all our presentations.
Our friend Sun asked Nancy for some help on her thesis, which is about American slang.
Here we are in the micro-bus on the way to the market. It is definitely built for people shorter than us! It only cost 25 cents per passenger and picks you up where ever you are on the sidewalk. There are literally thousands of these in this town.
The micro-bus drives around with the door open, even when it is raining.
I was told to include a photo of myself, so here I am relaxing as the driver swerves in and out of traffic.
We are now at the market. This nice lady is selling fruits and spices. The green lumpy things are a form of orange.
Beneath the stack of bananas is the guy who has the job of carrying them all into the market. The mountain of bananas was transported on a bicycle powered device. If you need bananas for a great price, this is the place to go!
Here is a view facing one direction of the market, which is on two levels in two buildings. The blue tint is because of the blue canopy covering the "open" area in the middle.
Here's a view of the open area, looking down from the second level.
This shop sells ground up fish. I assume each pile is a different type of fish or a coarse vs. fine grind.
This lady is selling fly-covered chickens and chicken parts out in the open air. We declined the opportunity to buy any. We do love fried chicken but there is KFC, CKC (California Fried Chicken) and also the school canteens to chose from.
A vegetable saleswoman who did all business, including talking, with the cigarette pointing straight out of here mouth. Now that's a retail selling skill!
Nancy and Sun carefully inspect tomatoes while the salesman keep an eye on them.
Nala reaches into the fish tank and makes her dinner selection. She chose four big goldfish, which were provided to her in a plastic bag full of water, tied tight. A photo of the fishes is included later in this post.
Jacob inspects several large cinnamon sticks while, ominously, several large heavy bags sit on a flimsy shelf directly over his head.
Nala and Sun looked through a bazillion bananas before finding just the right bunch for us. The lady wearing the turban pulled out an impressive knife and whacked them off the branch.
After she cut out bananas, she turned around and shoved the knife into a nearby banana branch. One of our bananas was a bit overripe but I wasn't going to mess with her!
The gang poses in front of just a few thousand of the bananas available for sale.
Nancy and Jacob press their way through a narrow aisle in the material section of the market. Of course Nancy is working hard to be pleasant with everyone.
Traffic outside the market. There is enough honking going on to make you deaf. We had to cross the road in order to catch the micro-buses going toward campus.
Nala thought it would be a great idea to treat us to a special coconut milk drink that includes slimy green rice noodles in the bottom. These are the ones that shoot up your straw when you take a sip.
Here's our micro-bus. Nala convinced the driver to take us all the way into campus (off the main road) because it was raining. She was probably tired of carrying her big bag'o'fish at that point.
Here's the look inside Nala's bag of fish. I'll have to ask her how she prepared them.
Saturday evening Reina and her daughter Ezra stopped by to make sure we knew the church time. Reina drove over on a motor scooter, as they were on their way to have a chicken treat at CFC.
Meanwhile we were taken out by the former dean and his wife for a meal of Chinese noodles. The former dean did graduate work at the University of Pittsburgh and is a delightful man. Though he is "retired" he teaches two days a week at Nommensen and four days at week in another city.
Here's my bowl of noodles and meat. It was mighty tasty. There was a jar of sliced up peppers and also ground up peppers in juice. We were warned not to try the sliced ones as they were very hot. The ground up peppers were hot enough for a drop or two to fire up the bowl. Yikes!
Here are the workers in the front of the shop. It is a franchise and everyone except the noodle master wears the same uniform, including polo shirt and ball hat.
Here is the noodle master, who cooks actually outside the restaurant on what should be the front sidewalk. I'm sure this is a marketing tool, to show how fresh everything is (cooked to order in a matter of seconds). Also if this contraption was inside the restaurant the humidity would be 1000%.
Jacob poses with the former dean and his wife in front of the restaurant. It was very nice of them to take us out for dinner and we loved it.
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