Tessa12: Weekend Fun

Saturday morning, Rachel, Lindsay, Talia, Chris, and I all went hiking with Keith and the rest of the hiking club (people I normally hike with on Saturday mornings). While the hike was fantastic—better then the previous two hikes—it lasted quite a bit longer than normal, and none of us brought enough water or food. Everyone seemed to have a good time regardless, and generous man that he is, Keith brought us to his wife’s store and gave us all cold beverages. Diet coke has never tasted better. He also insisted on calling his son to see if he could drive us to House on Fire that night. (We had been talking to him earlier about our evening plans). I felt so bad dragging his son into it, but he and his friend didn’t seem to mind. So all six of us headed over to
HOF to see Malaikah, a popular South African band. Quite a few of the doctors from the clinic were there that night, as well as some other people I’d met at soccer (there’ve been soccer games on Wednesday nights) and a couple of Rice people who were in charge of setting up BeyondTraditionalBorders (my internship program).

The next day all six of us drove over to Mantenga (about a 30 minute drive), where we saw a beautiful waterfall and visited a cultural village. In the village, they showed us some of their ceremonial dances, which apparently are very representative of what actually goes on in Swazi villages. It involved a lot of stomping (on the men’s part) and high-kicking (on the women’s part). At the end, they grabbed all of us, and we did the choo-choo train dance and listened as they sang “In the Jungle” (from the Lion King). After the festivities, they took us on a tour of their village of thatched huts. I ended the day with a consultation with their Sangoma, which is a medicine man. From him, I learned that there is someone close to me trying to cast evil spirits on me. This person was close to a Swazi woman and an Indian woman as well. He also told me there was a man who was in love with me and trying to curse me so I’d fall in love with him as well. That part was pretty funny because about an hour later in the grocery shop, a Swazi man approached me, looked me straight in the eyes, and told me that he was in love with me and would buy me lots of chocolate. Everything else he said was pretty boring…I’d get married, have four kids, the first born would be a girl who liked computers, and a few random tidbits about my ancestors and sprinkling sea water on my clothes for good luck.

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