It’s often the little things that you remember from a trip abroad. I had one of those moments this this afternoon when I went home for lunch and my compound was invaded by a blitzkrieg of donkeys.
So I was at home, like usual, to have a quick bite to eat, nothing exciting, a cheese sandwich with some home-made chilli-chutney. I’d just finished making lunch in the kitchen when I heard the compound gate open. Thinking it was my landlord I went to say hello and ask how their day was going. Upon exiting my kitchen and stepping onto the patio I was greeted with a drove of around 20 donkeys furiously storming into my compound. I just had enough time to close my patio gate before the whole yard was full of them. I’d have otherwise had to share my lunch with our four legged friends. After some confused stares from my part, I spot my landlady and a few men and she explains that they have purchased some sand so they can repair some of the compound pathways next week and that this is the sand delivery. It all made (some) more sense now. Below are some of the photos of this afternoon as seen from my patio.
The drove of sand-donkeys stream into my compound with their leader in tow. Each donkey is carrying around 10 kilos of of sand on their backs in the bags that you can see. As soon as they have the bags taken off of their backs, they are off in search for food, nowhere is safe!
Thankfully all my newly potted plants and herbs are up on my patio, they wouldn’t have stood a chance otherwise. Another thing that I am really happy about is their timing. If they would have come 10 minutes later, they would have arrived just as my cleaning girl was doing the laundry and I fear that they might have just gobbled her up along with my clothes in their made rush for food.
The whole episode took less than five minutes. They came, they unloaded, they ate, they left….wait a minute…..
So that was my afternoon, a cheese sandwich and lots of donkeys. So now that we have the sand, I guess it’s time for the cement powder to be delivered. If it does, and I’m there, expect to read about it. That’s all from me today, from a overcast and drizzly Ambo, the donkeys and I, wish you well.