A quick post. The details are unnecessary.
Today we watched a Maasai ritual of the slaughtering, preparation, and cooking of a goat.
Yes, I watched the whole thing. We deigned not to name the goat, because that was just too personal.
It was cooked over a fire, and it was delicious!
With the death and consumption of the goat brought the rain. Our first rain in Tanzania since our arrival.
The most compelling memory I have of the rain was the smell it brought with it. Never had I noticed the scent of the red clay dirt until today. It was strong and heady, and it smelled like Africa.
It was a wonderful day, all and all.
Glad you enjoyed the goat and the rain!
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