This week we finally got to go check out the village of Tsevie. For the full experience we took a bus ride up. The buses are modified vw "hippie" buses. They take out all the seats and put in 6 rows of seats instead of the original 3, taking it from the normal 12 passenger configuration to 24 (and that's not even including kids on laps). I was feeling alright when it was just me and my companion and one other guy in our row, was crowded but not insane until the driver decided there was enough space for another. So we pulled over and picked up another lady and her baby. Our row got a whole lot cozier. I played with her kid for a solid 20 minutes and then he began to fuss so just like any other lady would do she started breast feeding him out in the open. 8 months in I've gotten used to seeing that all over, doesn't really phase me now, however since we were seated so tightly when she did; her mammary gland came to rest on my arm. It stayed there even when she finished feeding her kid. I can safely say that I don't know if I can think of a time where I have been more physically uncomfortable in my life. So that's my African cultural experience of the week.
My less cringe provoking story is of two girls that I sit with every Sunday at church (mes copines). They always save a seat for me and call me over. During meetings we play a game where I write a word in french and then they draw it (like this week I wrote the names for a bunch of different fruits) and they write a bunch of words in ewe/french and then I draw them. Anyways they're just fun and adorable.
Hope you guys have a great week.
Elder Remer
