We were then off to find a restaurant that would prepare us some camel. (I use the term 'restaurant' loosely.) We found ourselves in a large market. Auto parts, butchers, and 'restaurants where women would cook any meat that you brought to them from the butchers.
We found a nice place with colorful tarps and happy-sounding music. We found ourselves sitting on rope-strung beds, with plastic stools as the tables. (This was the nice place!) We ordered some coffee and tea, very thankful to be out of the sun.
At 1:00, the music turned off. The masses of men in white jalibayas walked in one direction, skull caps on. Of course, it was time for Friday afternoon prayers- meaning, since they didn't get our food prepared in the 90 minutes we had been waiting, we now had to wait another hour. It is illegal for them to prepare food during prayer. (Not all prayers, everyday. Only Friday afternoon, when all are expected to attend prayer at the mosque.)So we waited.
Finally, at 2:00, they threw the camel and goat chunks into the large trays over the coals. We were soon served! Goat, camel, salads and bread. As it goes in Sudan, between 20 people, we had two large trays of food. We all used the bread to eat, as we weren't given and utensils.
Pleasantly surprised by both the goat and the camel. (Perhaps even more surprised that I didn't get sick afterwards!)
You two are awesome! I love following your adventure. And you're inspiring me to make my own blog of us in El Salvador...but it wouldn't be as exciting- that's for sure. Keep on keepin' on. Levy
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