Scott and I got back from the hospital today with enough time to take a stroll through the main street in El Congo. We were on a mission to get beer and wine. Surprisingly, we were not hassled to buy anything from any of the vendors. Just some looks wondering what this gringo in a cast was doing hobbling along in their town.
To our dismay, a 6-pack of Pilsener was out of budget and there was no boxed wine (Scott was really disappointed about that). We picked up a bag of chips and were appalled at the calories per serving. A bag, roughly the size of those $0.99 dorito bags at wawa, held about SIX servings at almost 300 calories per serving. Put that bag down! Scott is convinced that there will be a huge need for Statins in this area very soon. Everyone here is well-fed!
On the walk back, I realized what the street reminded me of – Market Street! Random stores playing loud hip hop music, selling DVDs, TVs, and hubcaps. I debated on buying a set and shoving it in my suitcase. Maybe if I have extra bisto. In addition to the small shops, and even medical clinics, there was a store that was selling tile for the kitchen or bathroom, one selling toilets, and even a cell phone store. I had to pull Scott along as he stopped in front of the fried chicken place (equivalent to Crown Fried Chicken for those of you familiar with that establishment) mesmerized by the intoxicating aroma of fried chicken. We had to get back to put the two botellas of vodka in the freezer.
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