On this beautiful day we hit the road to cruise through the province of Saramacca. A friend of Naomi joined in and we took of to get a decent filled bara, you can’t drive and relax on a empty stomach! Angy decided that I would take the spicy one and after some time I got a bara wrapped in a pink plastic wrapper. Now do I normally associate pink things with sweetness to the highest degree (girly girls their favorite color) but I RoopRam tricked me on this one. It was spicier then hell! I burned my mouth, my lips and (fortunately) almost my eyes… But the good part, the oral orgasm I got from eating this barra. Ten times better then the ones I can get back home. After some driving we arrived at the ferry at ‘Uitkijk’. A ferry any European citizen would get the creeps from memorizing the disasters in the channel the last few years… Check out the picture of the control room, not so much for control I guess. After arriving at the other side of the Saramacca river we continued our journey further down the fields were years ago Dutch farmers/slave traders had their farms. Although this dark age in history gave me an uncomfortable feeling, knowing that a lot of citizen nowadays actually make themselves a living there does bring a good outlook. We drove on for around an hour before we arrived at the province capital of Groningen. Although Groningen is a city in Holland it doesn’t even come close to a village here in Suriname! It only consists of a few buildings in the ‘village’ center. These, mainly government run, buildings do give a romantic scenery though. Together with some small flowerbeds they create a perfect “Little House on the Prairie” feeling, where you would expect some horses to come along the corner any second. We sat down at “Chez Elise” and got us a Saouto soup, a backa bara, some chicken sate and the true sweetness of Fernandez! Man these soda’s contain more sugar then any regular coke in the world does… After leaving “Chez Elise” to hit the road we drove through an old fashion dirt road. My friend told me many roads were actually like this one in the country side of Suriname. Leaving me with the question how people would get around without 4×4 truck. Not I guess. On our journey back to Paramaribo we stopped at roadshop were a very old lady worked. This in the middle of nowhere store has more liquor then my local liquor store back home so I was a little surprised I have to say. Expensive Champagne and Whiskey right off the shelve. When you drive along the road connecting Paramaribo with Nickerie, you definitely have to pay a visit. During the night Jouke and I went downtown to check out the local scenery, rims, strobo lights and maybe even a little more scenery. I have to say people (yes, women and man) do really take an effort to look good. Even me with my ‘nice’ shirt wasn’t up to the competition these guys held with each other. They have wear well polished shoes, their best pants, and have designer brand sunglasses as an accessory. We would need a car with decent rims and learn their walk as a start…
