liberia post-mortem (liberia)
Posted by christolles | Filed under Liberia
To those of you “in the know,” we’ve obviously moved on from Liberia. To those not, take a look at the header image. Before sharing anything about our new home in Tegucigalpa with you, let’s recap Liberia a little bit…
My photos will be entirely out of order. Mea culpa. Below, a pan of palm kernel oil. Take palm seed. Make oil. Take leftover palm kernel of death. Make oil again. Delicious. Yes, it’s that black stuff in the pan. The younger kid was about to cry. I don’t know if she’d ever seen a white person before.
This is my buddy Morlu (pronounced “Muh-loo”). He lives with Thelma, our host for the first month in Liberia, and came to the city to go to school. Because of the lack of education in the interior of Liberia, he’s 13, but only in 3rd grade. Morlu is really a bright guy, though - Tory and I would help him with his homework (he’s also learning English), and he was an exceptional student. He can also dig big holes for me to be buried in.
This is a “snack” I was given while we visited Buchanan (Liberia’s second largest “city”). It think it’s a fish part.
Currently Liberia is home to about 10,000 UN peacekeeping forces as part of the United Nations Mission in Liberia (UNMIL). During the war, these checkpoints were scenes of notoriously random beatings, rapes, and bribe-taking. Today, UN forces (mostly from Nigeria and Bangladesh, I think), somewhat casually man them as a deterrent to further rebel activity. There hasn’t been any substantial armed conflict since peace was brokered in 2004, and most authorities suggest it’s because of the threat of violence from UNMIL forces. There is a good deal of anxiety in Liberia as to what will happen when UNMIL leaves.
This guy is grating cassava, a potato-like root, into mush to make cassava flour, which is called farina. Later, the cassava mush will be dried and further ground into a rough flour-type texture, then cooked into fufu. It’s hard to see in the photo, but he’s got a repurposed car grating (?) laid over a cloth basic which he scrapes the raw cassava onto. Cassava is the main vegetable food staple of Liberia.
Below is a typical view from the front seat of a taxi. In Liberia, you pay for taxis by the seat. That means if you want the taxi all to yourself, you pay six times as much, because taxis regularly cram four adults into the back and two in the front. Everybody is always going some place different, so it takes forever, and it’s 95 frickin’ degrees out, and there isn’t even a hope for a seatbelt, and maybe this guy next to you has some exotic tropical disease, and… but I digress. You can see in the photo I’m holding on tightly. (NB: I have no clue what’s up with those plastic dinosaur toys glued to the dash).
The image below is a little tough to see, but look closely. It’s the view over a former gravel-making industry, now defunct. The industry, at least - the gravel is still made by the residents of the area as a way to make money. These people (hundreds of them) literally break rocks all day long by hand. If you look closely, the tiny dots down by the water pools are people harvesting stone from this rancid quarry. There’s even a guy fishing in the ponds…
The Tolles plus one of our guides, Matthew Garaway, resting on one of the limitless dusty jungle roads in Liberia.
And this is what it invariably looks like driving down those same roads. Because it’s about as hot as the center of the sun, the windows are always down, which mean you breathe tons of dust as each car passes. Pleasant.
In Liberia, MSG is used to flavor everything. Incidentally, it’s on the shelves here in Honduras, too.
A certain waterfront portion of Buchanan is a Ghanian fishing community. The build incredible boats like the one below, most of which feature an enormous dugout for the keel. Joel Wakeman, you’ve got some competition…
This is a picture of “dried” fish in the market. Due to the, shall we say, “generous” sanitary requirements of the Liberian meat industry, half-dried, half-rotten fish doesn’t raise any eyebrows. It tastes strangely like bad pork.
One frustrating aspect of our time in Liberia was that we were always treated like royalty. This is a photo of our friend John McIntosh speaking to a group of high school students in Buchanan. You can just see Tory up there at the front, hoping she won’t be expected to say anything. As it turns out, we were, but I covered for her.
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Coconut is everywhere in Liberia, and it’s not a big deal for 6-year-olds to climb 40-foot trees to collect them for us. The water inside is slightly sweet, and the flesh is so creamy and delicious. Amazingly, cultures have shown coconut water to be 100% sterile, and it was used for emergency IV drips in WWII when proper glucose solutions weren’t available!
For those of you who haven’t heard, Tory got malaria in Liberia. She says they were literally the worst days of her entire life, and with good reason. Tory went to school with Joel, who grew up in Ghana, a few countries over from Liberia. We told him Tory had malaria, and he sort of scoffed. We asked him if he ever had it. He did. Three or four times a year for about 10 years. We felt wimpy. Below, if you look closely, ants are feasting on a tiny hole in Tory’s glucose drip in the clinic where she was diagnosed. If you want to see a really unflattering but amazing picture of Tory in the clinic, email me.
So here’s the big joke: anti-malarials don’t necessarily prevent you from getting malaria. Tory and I took doxycycline, which the CDC clearly recommends for quinine-resistant malaria. Due to what we though was immunity from the disease, we didn’t bother with a mosquito net. Mistake. Below, our post-malaria militant attention to tucking in the mosquito night when underneath.
The meat pan below is very convertible.
Tory took this photo for a “home-making” post that never happened. This is where were lived for the first month of Liberia, with Thelma Allen and Morlu. It’s a really nice house by Liberian standards, but since the war destroyed nearly all infrastructure, now lacks electricity or running water. However, note the fan on the right. Thelma would kindly run a generator for us a few hours each evening so we could fall asleep in the oppressive heat. Tory and I are now “bucket bathing” masters.
Tory at the beach in Buchanan. The waves were stinkin’ huge.
A rather artful display of various grains, beans, and rice at the market. Excellent use of post-war rubble!
John McIntosh stares down our new rooster. A village John works with in Bomi county gave us this rooster to thank us for visiting.
In Liberia they celebrate “Decoration Day,” where family members to go the cemetery to clean and decorate relatives’ graves. Thelma (in pink hat) has paid two guys to whitewash her husband’s tomb and repaint the inscription. Tory is trying (unsuccessfully) to blend in.
That’s it! Obviously I’ve got a million more photos that some day will end up on Flickr, but for the time being these will have to suffice. Stay tuned for Honduras… (some day).
9 Responses to “liberia post-mortem (liberia)”
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alli Says:
May 29th, 2009 at 8:10 pmit is so good to see you guys. i think i’m going to cry a lot when i see you again in real life. just to warn you.
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mom Says:
May 31st, 2009 at 8:07 amthanks, kids. i love you both! xo
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Brooke Says:
June 1st, 2009 at 9:19 amI miss you guys! Yesterday I went to the park I took you to last summer when you visited DC. They just turned the fountain on (finally!), so no baby ducks have taken up residence yet, but I’m on the lookout.
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Miranda Says:
June 2nd, 2009 at 12:13 amthe photo of tory under the mosquito net is gorgeous… and thanks for the rest to illustrate your stories of the awkwardness of culture clash. maybe uncomfortable right now, but what a great lifetime stash of stories! can’t wait to see you on home turf again.
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tabitha jane Says:
June 3rd, 2009 at 5:06 pmawesome tales! hopefully tory is feeling 100% better now . . . my sister has been to tegucigalpa before - can’t wait to hear about your adventures there!
we miss you and think of you often! (esp when watching the season finale of LOST a few weeks ago!)
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David Kroll Says:
June 4th, 2009 at 3:22 pmSo glad Tory is feeling better and we have all had a chance to catch up on her strength. We remember you both in our pprayers, and will be glad to see you back in the good ol’ USA.
We all missed you at Chrissy’s & Jeff’s wedding. We can’t wait to see you………..can you tell that we miss you???? love, Sue & UD+ xoxoxoxxoo -
mom Says:
June 10th, 2009 at 9:46 pmok. do i darei ask for a honduras post and pictures??!!!
happy #2 +1.
ilyb
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mom Says:
June 17th, 2009 at 11:03 amhonduras, please?!!! you’ll be home soon! hope you enjoyed copan….still waiting to hear you made it back safe and sound. ilyb. xoxo
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Aya Says:
June 17th, 2009 at 2:28 pmChrist and Tory:
Your timing was impeccable. Thank you! This blog is inspiring.
HUGE HUG- as big as I can! Shine, shine on.
