zambian 4th

Needless to say, it didn't include hotdogs or hamburgers or fireworks or really anything American accept maybe a sack race and even that may have originated somewhere else. Instead, we ate a variety of the local "cuisine" including caterpillar, impala and fried fish, chicken and green stuff. I was able to take part in the slaughtering of a chicken which I can say was a first. Pretty savage- step on their wings and feet and cut the head off with a dull kitchen knife and hold them so they don't run around with their heads off. But red, white and blue was completely absent from the scene- (minus the chicken blood all over my feet). The night ended with plenty of libations and a bon fire at the local club / bar. I also tried chibuku for the first time the other night. It is essentially fermented nshima with the consistency of a thick shake (it is also known as SHake SHake). IT could positively be the worst alcoholic drink I have ever tasted. But after the first few cut-off plastic bottles full of the drink the sour-puke-like flavor disipates.
Tomorrow- game two of peace corps trainees vs. zambian staff in soccer. If its anything like last game we can expect a solid ass kicking. Oh and can somebody turn the heat up over here? I thought I was in Africa. When I can see my breath taking my morning bucket bath I begin to question Africa as a "hot" continent.