Building Grandma Houses:
Red dirt and banana trees. One of the poorest areas in Africa. But so rich with smiles, singing, & laughter.
Children & women walking kilometers just to get water. Eye catching tea plantations and healthy earthy food all around.
A beautiful, yet punishing environment to live in. Demanding of physical energy & strength.
There are no grocery stores here.. what you plant is what you eat.
Farmers markets provide what you may not have, yet unless you have money, you may not eat that day. If you are fortunate enough to get work that day, you
may be able to see the local butcher. Here there is no fridge or freezer. There is only a hook from which the animal hangs. Sometimes covered in flies. It's quite
a sight to see, but this doesn't prevent the locals from consuming the meat.
At the end of the day, when the sun sinks into the ground, it's dark, & there are no lights. Your only option is to sleep. Where
you sleep depends on your wealth. Those who struggle sleep on dirt or mud where your only protection from mother nature is a straw roof.
If you're considered "middle class" you're lucky enough to have a mattress on a concrete floor with tin roofing keeping you dry from the elements.
If you're wealthy you may have concrete or tile. Having the luxury of electricity to lengthen your days if desired.
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