the watermelon village (November 25)

It’s my namnsdag today. A strange tradition, really, this Swedish one of making every day of the year the ”name’s day” for two names. Today, one of the names is Katja. I have met no Swedes today, though, who could wish me a good namnsdag. Instead, I’ve been to Tanlargo. The watermelon village. This villageContinue reading “the watermelon village (November 25)”

the body of a fieldworking researcher (November 24)

Before internet crashed again, I managed to see a photograph that Kate had uploaded on Facebook of her pale face and red nose, and some comment of her now returning to the winter (from Uruguay to New Zeeland, I presume), and no tan for her due to thesis work, or something like that. That gotContinue reading “the body of a fieldworking researcher (November 24)”

back on track (November 24)

I did the first transect walks in the Kaya area today in a village called Zanzi. It was a small village, situated in the valleys between a chain of small mountains that suddenly just appear in the otherwise quite flat landscape when driving along the Gourcy-Kaya road. Due to the mountains, this place was somethingContinue reading “back on track (November 24)”

surviving without Elli (November 23)

I left Elli in Ouaga, healed from her malaria but still not quite well, and went back to Gourcy to do the feedback sessions with the villages there. Three villages in a day meant the day became very long, and we ended up sitting in the dark, talking with the village elders in Tarba. TheContinue reading “surviving without Elli (November 23)”

the adventures in Ouaga (Written on November 22)

The days in Ouaga were supposed to give us time to relax and reload, but things rarely happen as they’re supposed to, especially not here. Elli had gotten sick in Gourcy, and when she didn’t get better, we went to a clinic a couple of blocks away to get tested for malaria. A couple ofContinue reading “the adventures in Ouaga (Written on November 22)”