Termite Season

For us Americans, termite season (which as I recall came twice a year, each time for several days) was just a nuisance. They swarmed all over the place, no doubt in some frenzied mating ritual.... if you were foolish enough to try to get any work done at night, they courted your lamp and drove you nuts.

But to the Togolese, termite season was a grand opportunity. Those fortunate enough to live in towns with street lights would set out buckets of water under the lights. The sex crazed bugs, describing great circles around the lights, would hit the water and immediately flatten out and be trapped. All it took was a sieve, a little oil, and a frying pan to create a crunchy treat.... one which I must admit I never had the nerve to try.

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