Flashlight parties

Flashlight parties

Watch out North America, we in Mutanga Nord– Athanase, Pascal, the Professor and I– have invented a new form of partying. You can thank all the power outages.

So we’re sitting in the TV room and the power goes out. We sit there for a while waiting for it to come back on until we realize it isn’t going to. “What are you drinking?” says the Professor, a Burundian who holds some kind of post at the Université de Montréal. We all ask for beers. The Professor gives Daniel, the night watchman, some money and asks him to go to a kiosk and get some. Pascal and I go to our rooms and get our flashlights, and Athanase gets the special glasses from the cabinet. We toast and savour our beers, talking about everything and nothing in the almost total darkness until two in the morning. That’s the anatomy of a flashlight party. It may not sound like much, but it’s delightful.

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About msmarguerite

Young Quebec City-based freelance journalist. once and future nomad. I blog about life, about travel, about things I notice and every so often about work. I enjoy language learning, singing, swing dancing, skating and...other stuff, sometimes. My heart is somewhere in East Africa, Haiti or Eastern Europe. English, français, русский, malo slovensko, un poco de espanol, um pouco de português ndiga ikirundi, mwen ap aprann kreyòl...
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