I was sitting on my balcony the other night when I heard some drumming and singing wafting up from the chefferie (kings compound) which I overlook.
Being a nosy bugger I wandered down to have a look and discovered a very big celebration in progress, to honour some visiting dignitaries. Luckily, I spotted the guide to the compound, who I have got to know, and he put me in a front row seat. Some excellent dancing and music ensued, plus several speeches by the Fon (king) himself!
It’s a funny mix here – something like this, which is totally traditional and stretches back hundreds of years – alongside folk wandering around chatting into mobile phones – and the two systems seem to coexist quite happily – strange.
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