June 22, 2012
So, story time: how Eric, Emma, and Sarah drove halfway to
Diego (look on the map, it is faaaaar) on 3 days notice.
So my counterpart, Nary, comes up to me at the office. It was a normal day, I was just sitting at my
desk that I share with Julia, a French volunteer (who is great fun and speaks
awesome English) doing some research and checking my email. Nary asks me what I am doing next week, and I
reminded him that we had made plans to go visit some people interested in working
with me in two neighboring towns. Then
he said, well call Emma and Eric and see if they have a program, we are going
to Sofia. Now, I begin to think I have
heard him wrong, as it is a Thursday, and he said we were leaving Sunday. Sofia is far, like really far, not the kind
of place you just pick up and go to, that tends to take planning. It is nicknamed “the black hole” because the
road leading to it just suddenly stopped.
But it has since been finished and is now one of the nicest roads in Madagascar. So I give the run down to Julia, who has been
working there longer, to see what she thought about it. She doesn’t speak gasy, so I recapped the
conversation as I understood it. She
came to the same conclusion I did: I must have heard wrong. I go to find Nary to confirm that what I
thought was true, and he is working on a budget proposal on the computer,
detailing who was going and where. There
was no arguing with that. So Eric, Emma,
myself, and our respective counterparts through PROSPERER, 14 people in total,
prepared to make the very long journey up north…with 3 days notice.
We left early Sunday morning and drove all day, all the way
up to Antsohihy. If we had more notice
it would have been nice because two other volunteers from our stage, Dan and
Leslie, do their banking in that town.
They also work with PROSPERER in that region. We stayed the night there, and then the next
day went and visited the PROSPERER office and some of the people they work
with, such as embroiderers and weavers, and stayed another night there. The land there is beautiful, and it was
really our first chance to see somewhere other than the highlands. The culture, the food, the architecture, and
the climate all vary from where I live.
It is quite hot, there are lots of palm trees and coconuts, it is much
more flat, and the houses are made more of sticks than the red clay bricks
here. Also, coconut and curry are
heavily present in the food, and there is a lot of goat, which I haven’t seen
at all in the highlands. There is also a
larger Muslim population, so many of the hotelys are “halal.”
The next day we drove back south a few hours to Port
Bergé. There is another CED volunteer
there, Christina, who has been in country about a year. We met her at breakfast, and then did some
more visits with blacksmiths and beekeepers.
There was debate as to where we would stay that night. We were only a few hours from Majanga, and
after talking to other volunteers in country I have discovered that everyone
loves it there. Plus it is on the
Mozambique channel, and I still haven’t been to the ocean since getting
here. So Emma, Eric, and I were really
advocating for that. But our rented van
was getting worked on all afternoon, so we ended up just staying in Port
Bergé. So we spent the afternoon
exploring the town, and in the evening watched this organized fight
celebration, called “Meringy.” There
were lots of festivals and shows leading up to the Independence Day activities
on June 26 all over the country. Pretty
much meringy is a bunch of boys kind of half boxing one another in kind of a
dance, showboat way. Kind of hard to
explain. The girls, however, who were
few and far between, took each other down when they got in the ring. We crashed the night with Christina and heard
her stories about the region.
The next day we made the long trip back down to Tana. We stayed at the Peace Corps Meva, and headed
back home the next day to catch up on work and sleep before heading south to
Antsirabe for VAC a few days later (explanation to come). We cut the trip short, returning on Thursday
morning, but the rest of the group traveled to meetings around Tana until
Saturday. Long business trip! We also learned that they do a trip to
Antsohihy and one to Fianarantsoa (south) every year. Hopefully next time we will get a little more
advanced notice so we can plan a vacation around it.
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