There are moments while living abroad that reality smashes you in the face, making it painfully obvious that you are in a different place. Last weekend was one of those times.
While we live in a high-traffic area we are accustomed to 24-hour volume courtesy of cars, shouting, and the occasional wild dog fight. However, from Fri. afternoon-Sat. night we were graced with the heartfelt, yet somewhat pitchy vocal stylings of a man blasting from a loudspeaker. His serenade, which was dripping with front-man charisma, was part of a religious ceremony of some sort. Just in case your couldn’t hear him, several thousand watts of electricity surged through vibrantly coloured chaser light displays and signs. The purpose and magnitude of such a celebratory weekend could not be avoided even if one tried.
Yup, we’re a long way from home. But I think I know where to go for a good deal on Christmas lights.
Cheering you guys on! Dave