farthest I ever drove the motorcycle was on my trip to Voinjama.
I wasn't brave enough to take it all the way to Lofa County, but I
did park it in Gbarnga which really surprised the volunteers there.
Several of my closest Peace Corps friends lived in the farthest corners
of Lofa, and I was determined to see them all.
traveled one day with Isaac, a friendly van driver. He had me
sit up front with him which certainly helped endear him to me.
I found it was always good to ask a Liberian about his family when
you ran out of things to say. This guy was full of surprises.
He had four wives and thirty-nine children. I couldn't believe
it! Especially since they lived under one roof (except for a
few kids that had married). So, he took me to his house. I met
three of the wives and saw thirty-nine birth certificates. I
took a partial family portrait.
you visited an African home, there was usually food involved.
So, I shouldn't have been surprised when Isaac also fed me, but I
didn't think that was included in the fare for his van ride.
There was a bean dish with what tasted something like gizzards.
I didn't like it, and when I learned it was snails, I tried to tactfully
not eat any more. Then, there was a second dish. I didn't
know what kind of meat was in it but then Isaac called it groundhog
-- and it was delicious.
Lofa County you could see the monkey bridges that were not found elsewhere
in the country. There was a really nice one just outside of
the village of Vesula, not far from Voinjama.
really liked Liberian food (especially after my West African vacation
where I saw what people in other countries ate.) Voinjama was
famous for a very special beans dish served over rice. I ate
it every time I visited.
I visited Lofa County the first time, I brought a special souvenir
with me back to Zwedru. Two weeks after the trip, I came down
with my first case of malaria. Take one guess how long the incubation
period for malaria is.