Arriving at Mama’s

We then drove to our homestay for the night. Sindy came along, too. On the way, we stopped at a bottle shop to buy beer.

The homestay was down a very narrow lane and then down a steep hill into the yard. Ernest did a sterling job with both to get us to our destination safely.

At the homestay, we were introduced to Mama, our host for the night. She invited us into her living/dining room and then came round to meet us all individually. She was very warm and seemed genuinely happy to have us in her home. Normally, she lives there with her three grown-up children and one of her grandchildren, Lily, who is seven. So, to have us all descend on her must have been a bit of an imposition!

Dinner was served almost immediately. Mama’s youngest daughter, Konya (who looks remarkably like Narissa from Tobago!), explained what all the dishes were. We were then invited to help ourselves. It was all very good.Leggi altro