Wednesday, September 23, 2009

The Sisterhood of the Traveling Chicken

The traveling companions Ginger (G-Unit), Alainie (A.B.C. Yeah You Know Me), Becky (The Glove) and Sharon (Snuggs) were reunited for a tour of the great Southeastern United States on our way to East Texas. We identify ourselves as The Sisterhood of the Traveling Chicken in honor of Sharon's beloved birthday chicken from Benin who continues to reside on the African continent, laying lots of eggs, according to latest reports.


On the road again
Just can't wait to get on the road again
The life I love is makin' music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again.

On the road again
Goin' places that I've never been
Seein' things that I may never see again,
And I can't wait to get on the road again.

On the road again
Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway
We're the best of friends
Insisting that the world be turnin' our way
And our way
Is on the road again.

(On the Road Again, Willie Nelson)

R is for Roadtrip!


September 9, 2009

Texas or bust! Reunited with Ginger and Becky in Virginia at Dulles Airport and headed out on a fantastic road trip in Ginger's family's van through the Southeastern U.S. with my Mercy Ships amigas. Final destination: Lindale, Texas where we will be participating in the Gateway training program for long term volunteers. We will receive training in faith foundations, personal and interpersonal development, cultural competency, working with the poor and basic safety training (including firefighting and water survival). The adventure traveling to Texas together was truly wild and wonderful.

Lord, I was born a ramblin' (wo)man
Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can
And when it's time for leavin'
I hope you'll understand
That I was born a ramblin' (wo)man.

(Ramblin' Man, The Allman Brothers Band)

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Au Revoir Benin

Leaving Benin tomorrow, Ginger and I decided to go out with a bang, an early Sunday morning motorcycle taxi ride, zemi-jahn style, absolutely thrilling. I can see why we were warned not to do this but it is such an essential component of life in Benin that we didn't feel like we could leave for home without it.
Au Revoir Benin!
You will be greatly missed!

Friday, April 3, 2009

David Letterman's Top 10 Most Amazing Things to Carry on Your Head

As I prepare to leave Benin, I would like to pay tribute to the amazing ability to balance objects upon one's head, a skill developed early in childhood which has become second nature in adulthood. The Dankopta Market is a wonderful place to show off one's skills.





#10. Bag of Rice












#9. Belts
















#8. Broom and Dustpan



















#7. Pineapples














#6. Boombox
















#5. Barrel


















#4. Pocketbooks

















#3. Clothing Rack




















#2. Smoked Fish













and the #1 most amazing thing to carry on your head?


Chickens!!!

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Le Poulet!

This is the story of a very special chicken. Talking with my friend Ginger one Sunday night, she shared with me how she had attended African church that day. It was an action packed service which also included a wedding and 2 baby dedications. People came forward carrying bags of rice on their heads and with live chickens and roosters (in the church!) as gifts for the babies. The pastor asked that all "gifts" be placed in the nearby closet and in went the rice, chickens and roosters until the services had concluded. After Ginger shared her story, the conversation turned to our friend Sharon's upcoming birthday and how best we celebrate. Almost unanimously, the decision was made that the very best birthday present for Sharon would be her very own chicken. How very appropriate, how very African.






How much is that chicken in the basket? (1500 CFAs or 3 dollars. Quite a steal!)










Here the chicken's legs are tied together to prevent her from running away. Little does she know it's going to be the best day of her life!








Here my fearless comrades, Becky and Anja puncture breathing holes in the chicken's temporary cardboard box dwelling as we smuggle her from market back onto the ship, violating all sorts of maritime laws in the process.











Once back in the cabin, our dear poulet was found to be quite odiferous. We determined she needed a shower.














Scrub-a-dub-dub, one stinky chicken in the tub











Free bird stretches her wings
















Tres jolie!












A wash and a blow dry



























Happy Birthday Sharon! The gift was very well received. The chicken so very calm, docile and loving. A very fine bird indeed. She partied the night away to the loud music up on the deck.








but what now to do with a chicken aboard the ship? We headed down to the Hospital Ward and offered this most loving, docile bird to Epiphane, one of the translators. At first, he didn't quite believe us that we had a chicken in our possession in the cabin but the photos confirmed it. He laughed hysterically when we told him about the chicken's shower and blow dry. We smuggled the bird off the boat at 11 pm and met Epiphane and Daniel on the dock whereby the chicken officially transferred hands.





Here our dear bird in a box goes for a motorcycle ride (probably not her first).













Off into the sunset!










What has become of this dear chicken you ask? We feared she may have become dinner but the next day at work Epiphane told us that he would do her no harm. He agreed that she was a lovely chicken and has decided to raise her in his yard. She currently resides under a basket. He plans to introduce her to a rooster friend and to send us photos of their family. News of the chicken aboard traveled fast. She is the talk of the town and the crew and translators find this to all to be absolutely hilarious.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Incinerate!

There's lots of fun to be had in the Engine Room on the lowest deck of the ship. One Sunday afternoon we took a tour with Abraham and Philip. This included the visiting the ship's Sewage Treatment Plant (STP) & Incinerator.






Philip invited us back one Friday night to assist with the incineration of the hospital waste.














We Didn't Start the Fire!
952 degrees Celsius!










Burn Baby Burn!
Disco Inferno!










Friday night down in the Engine Room after work, naturally a dance party ensued!





Thursday, March 26, 2009

Boats of Benin

On one of our walks with Lok, we visited the fishing village where all of the brightly painted wooden fishing canoes are docked in the same Port du Peche where the Africa Mercy Ship is docked. Brightly colored flags from countries all around the world fly in the breeze on these boats. I greatly enjoyed reading what the fisherman paint on the sides of their canoes.



Boat building in action, the wooden pirogue takes its shape