The old part of the city seen from another hill.
Selling charcoal door to door.
The first church built in 1859.
The locked water tap and the line of containers.
Dressed in their Sunday best.
The market, which is....
too much for some.
Selling anything.
City streets.
Sunday,
November 12th
Part
1
Today
was a National Geographic type day. We had a city tour of
Fianarantsoa, and a farming village tour of Vatosola where we had
lunch in a typical farming family's home. Fianarantsoa is Patrick's
hometown so he was able to spend both nights that we were here at his
home with his wife and three year old daughter.
In
order to put up lots of photos I've posted both trips separately.
Like
Antananarivo this city is built on a couple of hills and like Tana
there used to be a palace on the top of the highest hill which was
reserved for royalty and nobles. The palace was destroyed by the
French. The ordinary people lived in the middle areas and the poor
and slaves at the bottom. Today there is a public elementary school
on the top of the hill, which sadly was locked because it was Sunday.
We were driven close to the top and then walked back down. There
really was nothing specific to see, just some old buildings and some
of the colonial architecture, including the first Catholic church
that the queen allowed to be built here in 1859; but it was
interesting to watch the local people going about their business. It
was Sunday and people were dressed for church while others worked in
the markets or walked door to door trying to sell charcoal. I love
watching the people and managed to get a few face photos.
We
also learned a bit about the lives of the people including the fact
that most of them do not have water in their homes and have to buy
and carry it from community taps to their house. We saw a tap that
was locked and not yet open for business with dozens of yellow
containers lined up to be filled. People looked at us, but did not
bother us. Most people smiled or waved, especially if we did too.
Intrepid discourages giving anything but smiles to the people as it
creates an expectation and a culture of begging.
After
the tour we loaded up in the van again and set off for part 2.
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