The preparations have been starting early in the morning and have been lasting all day. It has mostly been cleaning the house and yard and getting ready for the guests. There has also been some minor construction setting up an outdoor kitchen which I am sure will play a big role in the festivities. I have been told that there will be quite a lot of food too. On Saturday a cow will be slaughtered along with a goat and some chickens. I was told today in earnest that I should eat the cow's feet so I could be “as brave as a cow”. Don't know how I feel about that, it doesn't seem quite right. Setting aside the whole issue of how unappetizing cow's feet might seem, cows are not the animals that spring to mind when I think of bravery. I haven't thought about it much but maybe those little fish that swim under the shark (remora) or those birds that hop in and out of the crocodile's mouth (plover), those might be better courage filled treats. Sure these are both examples of symbiotic relationships but I bet a few of them bite the dust every now and then from being so close to deadly carnivores. Then again cows are living in a sort of symbiotic relationship with a notorious predator too. What's more, most humans fully intend to eat the cows they keep at some point, the remora and plover aren't the prey of their symbiotic counterpart. Now I don't know what to believe anymore. This question is going to require much more meditation and reflection. I believe this weekend will prove to be an enlightening experience.
This hut was made a while back and will be an important part of the celebration