I love those words. Road trip. The time has come for us to take our own road trips here in Senegal. Tomorrow (Sunday) we take an express bus up to St. Louis (pronounced the French way, of course), in northern Senegal near the border with Mauritania. St. Louis is the most important city in northern Senegal, an otherwise sparsely populated area. It was until 1956 the capital of Senegal (and Mauritania), and was also the first capital of French West Africa (it was eventually moved to Dakar).
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There are days when I wind up spending most of the day in the apartment. I’m either helping Abraham with his project, researching our upcoming trip to Ghana (more on that in another posting), or just being lazy. Eventually I find some reason to step outside, and I’m usually struck by what I see. There is always something going on, people walking around, someone to say “Salaam alekaam” to, some interesting juxtaposition. Life is going on, and all I have to do is step outside to witness it, to become a part of it.
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