I’ve made some good
memories the past two weeks. Taking some
free days to visit friends and their villages, I’ve had the chance to see parts
of Togo that look completely different than LT.
First up was a visit to my good friend Jenny’s who lives about an hour
north on the national road. Her little
village is almost to Kara, the next largest city and set in the heart of the
mountains. Now, I call them mountains,
for those who’ve seen the Rockies or the Alps would call them hills; alas, they’re
the most elevation Togo’s got. Anyway, I
couldn’t believe the drop in temperature thanks to the slight incline in
elevation, and I appreciated it very much!
We spent a morning hiking around some very interesting rock formations and
taking in amazing views and enjoying the peacefulness.
Back in LT, we had
our first of six PTA meetings for the school trash project. It was a pretty cool feeling, standing before
100+ Togolese mom’s and dad’s and presenting the project. Of course it was translated bit by bit into
local language, but standing up and speaking off the top of my head in French
has been a nice accomplishment. The
parents planned to set a date to construct a dumpster of sorts out of sticks
and shrubs.
I spent Saturday morning
picking corn, Togo style. Aposto has a
few rows of corn near his house and I offered to help him pick it whenever it
was ready. It took the 4 of us all of 45
minutes to pick what hadn’t been eaten by bugs or taken by neighbors. I was surprise at the small amount it
resulted in and they were disappointed too. Almost every Togolese I know has at
least a garden size plot of land for corn of which they use to make their dish
of choice: pate (cornmeal mush). A good corn harvest is crucial as it saves
families from having to buy corn when it’s at its most expensive and their supply
has run out. Last year Aposot and Nima were able to use the crop for 10 months.
Last week kicked
off with a meeting with the local middle school director. My counterpart and I were in the middle of explaining
our gender equity club, how it will be intense as we are looking to change
attitudes and behaviors when the director stops us, turns to me and essentially
says, ‘but when are you going to build us something?’! AH!! Thankfully, this
was not my first run in with him and I smiled and carried on explaining until
he nodded and waved us off, signaling we had permission to start the club. “Typical Togo,” as one friend put it when I called
later to vent.
My day was improved
a few hours later as the PC car that travels the country twice a month picked
me up and we headed north. It was truly
unbelievable how quickly and smooth the six hours passed as we arrived in
Dapaong, the regional capital of Togo’s northern most region. A real car reminded me how travel can be enjoyable
when the car isn’t over stuffed with hot sweaty bodies, chickens, goats, and running
at half speed!
Early the next
morning, my host and good friend Sam, and I took a 45 minute motocycle taxi
ride to the base of the mountains that lie on the edge of Dapaong. I immediately noticed how much drier the air
was. Although the sun was blazing by 8
am, we had an exhilarating hike up to the top where the view was absolutely incredible. I’m not sure how high up we were but you
could see for miles and miles.
Later that
afternoon I visited a group of women and young girls who run a weaving program
and store where my friend Katy helps out.
The program gives girls free apprenticeships (rare in Togo) where after they’re
taught to weave on giant looms, they pay for their own materials and then when
their creations sell in the store they receive the profits directly. Pretty cool program.
I enjoyed some new
tastes of the north; a frozen yogurt time treat only found in Dapaong, Moringa
juice made by Sam who’s passionate about nutrition, and we shared a few calabashes
of tchakpa, the North’s version of tchouk. More than anything, it was a great
couple days hanging out with some of my best friends here in Togo, eating some tasty
stuff and seeing the sights of Dapaong!
Sounds like a fantastic week. Good for you, Taylor!
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