Camp Luka

June 21 trip to Camp Luka, an urban village.  The walk to the water source was very steep.

We took two ex-pat families with us, but were followed by hundreds of locals, mostly children.

The fish smoking on the grill looked pretty good.

We're getting closer to the water project off in the distance.

OK, this is it.  In the background is an underground stream, which our predecessors tapped into.  They pipe the water down to this spot where it is funneled into pipes so people can fill their cans out of pipes without having to dip them into the stream.

Example of people getting water out of the pipes instead of the stream.

The man in the blue polo shirt is Eric Kahunda, one of our site monitors.

Two beautiful mamas.  In the Congo instead of greeting people as "monsieur" or "madame" out of respect they are greeted as "papa" or "mama".

How about carrying 25 liters of water on your head?  Not easy.

Scrambling back up the bill after visiting the water project.

Looks like one of us has made a little friend to play with.

As I said, everywhere we went we were surrounded by dozens of people mostly children.  We were obviously the main source of entertainment that morning.

Post Camp Luka pizza feed at O Poeta, a Portugese restaurant.