Went to Easter Sunday mass in Santa Maria today. Didn’t really mean to, we where just hitching to town and a pick up pulled up. We thought it an aluguar, but it turned out to be the priest for Santa Maria. He drops us off at the chapel, and asked if we where going to mass. Now I’m a past master at getting out of mass, but could find no way to avoid this one. I offered €10.00 for the collection as opposed to the €1.00 fir an aluguar, and he accepted with some resistance. Thinking ‘few, got out of that’ Sharon and I walked part of the way into town. Unfortunately, guilt got the better of me and I had to turn round and go to mass. Glad I did. It was a great experience. Italians, portuguese, british, and Cape Verdean all sharing mass on Easter Sunday. The church was full . standing room only. Great experience as my daughter only really knows mass with White people.
It’s the little things that make a great holiday or travel experience Dona. We loved our time in cv. The freedom of riding in the back of an Aluguar, no seatbelts in the cabs, walking along endless beaches.
I think it was 3 times we walked into Santa Maria from Vila verde and got picked up by locals who took us into town without accepting any money. I’m sure such generosity exsists here as well, but it does restore your faith in human nature somewhat. The people of cape verde are a very generous and giving people. It is clear from their hospitality in the restaurants, bars and in general. I hope mass tourism does not change that. (no pun intended).
So sorry only just getting back to you, I’ve not looked in on the forum for a couple of weeks.
I know exactly what you mean about the kind & generous nature of the Cape Verdeans & have an amusing story of my own about their generous nature myself, but sadly not enough time to relay it to you today – maybe another time.
As for that kind of spirit being here in the UK – well I agree with you that I’m sure it does, but not in such plentiful amounts sadly. You did remind me of something. I spent a couple of years of my childhood in Kenya where the exact same spirit of universal trust & friendship existed at the time. My dad would absolutely always stop & offer people a lift if they were walking in the same direction as he was travelling. There was never any hassle or trouble & always a friendly conversation. However when we moved back to England, he soon found that when he did the same thing & stopped to offer a lift, he was often looked upon as a nutter instead of the kind man he was. A sad indictment of society I guess?
I know it is difficult for people to trust unreservedly & I’m not saying people shouldn’t be sensible & a little cautious, but I have always loved the saying, “never confuse friendliness with weirdness”, as I think it is so true.
As for going over next – I have been so busy over the past few months, but I really do have to go over in the next couple of months – I’ll keep you posted 🙂 How about you? Any trips planned?