This and that and all that crap

I canceled the soccer tournament I was planning for the last two months. I have no other real projects to speak of. All the villagers are in their fields cultivating as it is rainy season. School is out. So all in all, I feel rather useless and unproductive. I smell a funk.

This past week, one of the sons of my village chief died suddenly. He woke up one morning, felt ill, went to the medical clinic 5K away, took the medicine prescribed and was dead by 3pm. I went to a charlatan ceremony on Friday. They are used to determine the cause of death, as opposed to an autopsy, by having the spirit of the dead child tell them what happened. It was translated to me after the ceremony that it was black magic that killed the boy, and now the village must kill a goat to protect themselves from this black magic or locally known as gre gre (pronounced "gree gree"). You know that's what I would have guessed.

My host mother is pregnant, due in September-ish. I just found out by asking since my family never mentioned anything and all this time I thought she was just eating well. Seems my days of quiet chez moi are soon to be replaced with a screaming child. Funny that I had that dream about the puppy in the other blog I wrote. Actually, being in Togo (and this is supported by most female volunteers, myself included) creates feelings of nesting. I have entertained the notion of popping a few out; the babies are quite cute here and it kinda makes you want to have one of your own.

I miss dancing and I will miss Burning Man. Love to all my fellow Burners. Have a lovely burn.

I dyed my hair jet black! Nice, nice, very nice.

I do enjoy Anticipation. It is often better than the object of anticipation.

TTFN