The trainees were cut loose on Saturday and so we finally had some time for relaxation... well, some us us. Since Monday was Dakar Day, half of the all the trainees decided to head up to Dakar for Saturday night and Sunday. I opted to stay in the compound and relax and do a whole lot of nothing. My fellow trainees who went up early had fun, but most dropped about $50-$60, which on our teeny tiny "salaries," that's a bank buster. Im going to use my money for a refrigerator. I'm starting a Fund.
Dakar Day was fun. It reminded me of Athens, just less white. White buildings, that is. We were taken on a tour of the city and shown all the nice places to go such as the American Expatraite Club, and the embassy, and even the stip of beach sidewalk on which people get mugged! I don't think I'm supposed to go there. We ate lunch at the French Culture Center and I had a Moroccan cheeseburger. It's basically a slab of beef with North African spices. And there were french fries.
It's still hot here and I don't forsee a change anytime soon. I think the rainy season is over, which explain why my room is always so hot. It never gets a chance to cool off.
1 comment:
oh the things we take for granted..'there were french fries', you said. Well, we may have fries, but you have amazing adventures! Gives new meaning to, 'do you want fries w/ that?', doesn't it?
Your description of Dakar does sound like Athens, but w/ less beach.
I can't believe you opted to stay at the compound and rest! You're getting old, dude! Mom
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