There is something about Fridays that I have never been able to figure out properly. When Friday comes, I always feel so relaxed, even if I have no specific plans for the weekend. Isn’t it just like any other day?
One thing I am sure about is that I think more of Tanzania when Friday comes. Out there when Friday comes it’s a happy time. The phones are quite busy, especially after 2pm. Plans are being made, where we meet for a drink and chat. That is one thing you have to give us… We know how to entertain ourselves, no matter what they tell you. If it’s not a meeting to arrange one of us wedding, then it’s a drink and dance. We know how to dance and shout! When we are drunk it even gets serious, we cry out of it. If you are amazed then you have never got drunk yet. Don’t try it in front of your in-laws.
Here in North America it’s different. When you walk in a bar, you smell depression. Most of the fellas you meet in the bars and pubs are there for some sort of therapy. Drinking here is not for fun, it’s almost a painful experience. Whenever you are invited to a friend’s party, the law of the land demands that he takes your car keys after just few drinks. Be prepared to spend your night on his sofa or call a taxi instead. He is not going to let you go! Did you drive after drinking or drunk and then drove? Which is which? It surely doesn’t matter. Well, I support this law. If you think of me as black turned white, so be it. Don’t drink and drive! Especially some of you who have don’t know what it is to die. You know yourself!
This week was September 11th remembrance day! We all know that day; it changed the world, didn’t it? RIP all those who lost lives in that tragedy. You all didn’t make any of those policies; they call them international even if they are made just in one country. But how many more innocent people have to die before someone makes sense of all these? How many more people have died since September 11th in the so called war against terror? Do you even believe it anymore?
One more thing before I go out and catch my throat… yes my own! Africa is crying…Zimbabwe in particular. I read it the paper yesterday that it’s amazing how it has actually remained a country even after all these sanctions? It’s an African country…it must survive. We all do. Peace.
harpervalley said,
September 19, 2007 at 7:05 am
hey jeff! i was in vancouver the other day and my toyota hiace was overheating. we were at a gas station (with no mechanic) and my sister started talking with the guy behind the counter. next thing i know he’s out at my van, saying he’s from africa and very familiar with these. so he started to help us, undoing this and that to remove the thermostat. what? the thermostat was already gone!!!!
so he had us follow him to canadian tire where a friend worked. the long and short is the van is still in disrepair (it’s at the dealer who sold it to me), but i have a new brother! he’s from tanzania!!!!!!!!!!!
this fellow had left a message on my phone and i was downtown the other day waiting for the bus so phoned him. bus, he said, what are you doing….i’ll come pick you up. and he did and drove me to the ferry!!!!!
oh, yes, bars are rather ‘dead’ here…..but then i don’t drink
Jeff Msangi said,
September 20, 2007 at 3:11 am
Harpervalley,
What is the name of this guy?Tell him to contact me.You are a lucky lady!
harpervalley said,
October 9, 2007 at 10:29 pm
it is russell ary ……i think the russell was changed. i’ll try get a hold of him and see if he uses the internet …..he works a couple of jobs so doesn’t have a lot of time.
then there’s a mideast fellow, muslim, who sold me a used van in the summer. we have a business dispute but he can’t get back into the country as forgot his residency card or something. while we have a biz dispute i still like the guy and want to help him if i can.
The Queen said,
October 29, 2007 at 1:05 pm
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