Snakes on a plane, hotdogs in a pizza
On Saturday, Graham had organized a CD Launch concert for an album being released by the group he works for, YOHO. The concert was free, and took place almost all day in Old Neledi, a suburb of Gaborone. It's one of the poorer areas in the city, as we could tell by the number of shoeless children and pantsless babies. Everyone had a good time at the concert though, and there were boothes set up to hand out information on HIV, as well as provide rapid result HIV testing. The kids at the concert were great, and were pretty fascinated by Graham and me. There were 3 girls in particular, probably about 8, 10, and 12 years old, that followed us around most of the day. They were always lined up according to height, and were pretty content to just stare at us. We talked to them a little bit, but they didn't know a lot of English, and we barely know any Setswana.
Speaking of Setswana, on Friday, we received our African names. Graham is now known as Bagwasi. I'm not really sure what it means, but it's the name of a very unpopular former member of parliament here. Apparently the guy is really huge, which is ironically why Graham has that name. He tips the scales at about a buck-fifty. My name, it's been agreed, is much better: Rra Pula. It means "Mr. Rain," or "Rainman." I don't know why it was picked for my name, but it sounds a lot better than Bagwasi. Amy, our other roommate, got a new name too, but I can't remember what it was.
Last night, Graham and I went to the theatre to watch Snakes on a Plane. There were only about 20 people in the theatre, but it was probably the most fun I've ever had watching a movie. People were cheering and clapping the whole time, and letting out screams pretty much any time a snake did anything. It was definitely worth the wait.
Before the movie, Graham and I got pizza at a restaurant called Debonairs. It's a franchise in Southern Africa. We ordered the "Crammed Crust pizza." It was a regular chicken pizza, but the crust of each piece had a hot dog inside it. Plus, each hot dog was stuffed with cheese. As a man that devoted an entire day to hot dogs (Hot Dog Day, 2004), I appreciate when someone takes it to the next level. I can only hope that this innovation makes it to North America, so we can all experience the best thing to happen to pizza since pepperoni.
The next post will be a serious one, I promise.