On our way home from Sesheke we
stopped to buy fish in a tiny town near the Zambezi. The fish sellers were
overwhelming, even for my Zambian friends! After a good 20 minutes of bartering, three of
our traveling party selected several platters of dried fish.
When I got home, the first
question Sara asked when she opened the vehicle was,
“You didn’t buy fish did you?!”
“You didn’t buy fish did you?!”
PS- Though I didn’t buy any dried
fish, I promised one of my coworkers that she could come to our kitchen and
teach me how to cook these strong smelling hair-boned treats… haven’t told Sara
yet… oops!
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