Part of getting to know a new place is seeing lots of things that don’t make a lot of sense. A brief selection of things I don’t get, in no particular order:

  • In a vacant lot, a boy, probably about ten years old, sat authoritatively on a the wall that ran the length of one side of the compound. In front of him were about five rows of younger boys, sitting cross legged, attentive, watching and listening to this other boy only slightly older than them.
  • When you get a beer here, they put a napkin, or if a napkin is not available then a tissue, on top of the cap. It’s opened in front of you, with the napkin on the cap. So far, it just seems like this results is soggy tissue all over the neck of the beer bottle. It seems that people use this soggy tissue to wipe off the top of the newly opened bottle, but I am not convinced of the effectiveness of any part of this method in making your drink less likely to contain things it shouldn’t.
  • The supermarket here has more American products than I could imagine in Africa. For example, Oreo Cookies, Crystal Light, Smuckers Jam, etc. All the preservatives and processed food I never wanted!