An impromptu invite...

During the first weekend Sarah Lang (from Saints) was visiting, she saw just about everything major. We had just returned from a trip to the Midlands with my patient, Slindokuhle, and we had to drop the care-worker, Lungi off at her home in Inchanga. It was a Saturday afternoon. Lungi asked us if we'd like to come and have a look at her house. I said yes and followed her around on a tour. As we were about to get in the car, we saw men with walking sticks dancing and heard quite a bit of chanting and singing. We asked what was going on. Lungi and her family told us it was a traditional Zulu ceremony at which they would kill a cow in celebration. She asked if we wanted to go see the ceremony. Of course, we said YES. As we entered the yard, all eyes were on us. Most of the men were still dancing and singing and the women were preparing the meal. Many people (and many drunk men) came over to us to ask for a picture and a marriage proposal or two (or ten). It was awesome to see the festivities first hand and get to be a visitor just for a bit.