In the afternoon, we took a short trip to the weaver’s village behind the mission compound to understand better what makes the nearly ceaseless noise that can be heard from the porch where we take our meals. You can see that Cheryl is using suitable PPE, personal protective equipment, as she stares mesmerized by the shuttle being passed back and forth through the threads on this vintage loom. We were told that this fabric is for export to other countries.
On the way back from working at the AIDS/HIV Centre, Andrew and Karl get out of the van to help push a bicycle cart up a very slight hill. The cart was being peddled by a woman who’s husband was pushing while their three boys rode in the back. The man is the Centre’s watchman and he and his family live in the storage building at the Centre.
