As usual though, we first stopped at an eating house for William to fuel up before the long day ahead. Dipen, the company procurement manager was going out on leave to India and caught a lift in our vehicle.
William waits patiently (Africans have immense patience!) for his cup of Chai / tea and donut
Dipen had to settle for sweet, black tea although he'd asked for coffee. The waitress doesn't look as if this fact worries her! Dipen had a chapati with his tea
William was trying to take a photo of me with my Smartphone, but Dipen grabbed it from me and took the picture standing up. The result is my arms look like they're made of bubblegum stretched from thin tops to fat wrists!
The supermarket which I support every month
Joy is one of the shop assistants and a great help when I shop there. While I'm busy filling my trolley with staples, she will go down my list of meat, seafood and fish, milk, oil, rice and flour and fill another trolley for me. A great time-saver!
Typical of local supermarkets, the shelves are filled with dozens of the same products leaving little or no space for [large] upright display fridges at the bottom end of the shop
Along with Joy, there are two to three men who help pack my order. I don't pass through the check-out counter at the front of the shop. Instead these men call out the products to Nataniel (pictured against the window) who writes each item down in longhand. This takes the best part of an hour. Later it is transferred to a computerized invoice which is then sent to our company financial manager. I take a cheque and pay the account when I go in again the next month
Outside William loads many of the staples on the roof rack of our car. Joy and three men bring the boxes and coolers out to the vehicle and help him pack. This takes at least another 45 minutes!
And as I've posted this type of scene before, once again, our vehicle was loaded to the hilt
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