I understand the origin of African rhythms now that I have heard the thunderstorm and rain on a metal roof. What sights, sounds, smells, and tastes are newly introduced to this foreigner. Smiles are still a universal language when words fail. Creativity abounds in both arts and crafts, but also in adapting to the realities of the time and place. Traffic, even on a Sunday, was an experience that made taxi rides in San Francisco, New York, Budapest look like child's play. Bicyclists, scooters, and even a few cars rush around each other within inches w/o apparent injury. Such skill by all is amazing. Mom's with two children strapped around them on a bike or scooter are common.

Much to learn from the folks here. For example, their constitution requires at least a 30% female representatives in the Parliament or there is a penalty to the parties. Looking forward to exploring the deeper roots of this amazing vitality with the many we begin meeting with today.