Last night there was a huge thunderstorm. I was on the phone with my mom wishing her a happy birthday when the lights went out. I had been hoping for a cozy evening bundled under the covers reading. Instead I laid on top of our duvet sweltering in the dark. At least in Ouaga and other places we had a sputtering generator for some light. Here I had to make do with a fading flashlight and the few candles I was able to unearth. MoBob found me reading an old issue of the New Yorker. We ended up chatting (really!) for the three hours that the lights were out. I mean, totally out - the whole apartment complex and the car wash next door and the school across the street were completely dark. We heated up a chicken pot pie and waited for light. When the electricity did come back on, what did we do? I conked out and MB started Season 2, Disc 2 of his beloved Buffy.
On April 5th, 2007 05:43 pm (UTC), (Anonymous) commented:
some of my best memories in burkina are randomly being caught in places in storms. the electricity has been going out here from 6-8 pm every day for the past few weeks. and also in the mornings. for some reason they think we need less electricity now that it is warmer and sunnier even though we use gas heaters. i was thinking today though how nice it was to be forced outside to read until the sunsets when the electricity goes out. i don't want to turn on the generator more than is necessary. but yes, you are right, generators are an interesting advantage of the majority world.