Village Life
During one of our trips back from Iriba, we decided to pull over and stay in a village of someone my friend knew. It was a small village near some hills:
The houses were all constructed from mud and rocks with dried millet stalks for the roofs:
Here is the home where we stayed and slept on the ground under the stars:
There were many of these cone-shaped mud structures, often covered with millet stalks on top. I’m not positive, but I think they have been used for grain storage:
When I woke up in the morning, it was nice and quiet, except for some goats prancing around the homes and on the rocks:
There is a kind of beauty to the simple, slow-paced life of the village that I could appreciate.
Can you keep the goat?