Pole pole

Pole pole, waiting for the sun to set, during Ramadan.

Some of you maybe remember how I described the rhythm life runs with in Madagascar. In Malagasy language, they had an expression to describe it: "mora mora". It means something similar to "little by little", "slowly, slowly", "without hurries", etc. And it was used to describe the way of life in the Red Island.
Here in Kenya, I have already had the opportunity to enjoy of and suffer their own definition of the same concept: "pole pole". Curiously, "pole" means "sorry", and they say "sorry sorry" to mean "little by little", as if they excused themselves for taking their time.
However, even if in the beginning it can result annoying the speed at which things happen in this country, I have come to a point in which I'd rather enjoy of it. And when you enter in the "pole pole" way of live, your happiness increases and your patience develops to yet unexplored spheres.