Africa was unbelievable.

I can't write about it; it's too overwhelming.
but here it goes...


There were a lot of things I didn't expect. I didn't expect everyone to be so poor, I didn't expect actual straw huts, I didn't expect all of the trash and dirt and poverty. I didn't expect goats roaming the streets, or mothers trying to give away their children to us.

The Senegalese stared at us, winked at me, waved, attempted to mug us, harassed us, talked to us, made friends, gave me gifts, hugged us, proposed to some girls.
We went hungry, we got dirty, there were no bathrooms, the bus broke down.

My favorite moments were going to the poorest and most remote villages. One was on the beach. The children from the village ran up to us and wanted to play. They loved having their picture taken and being video taped. I will post it sometime soon.
Young children there don't speak English. So if you see the video, it will be French with Arabic greetings. I loved speaking Wolof with them. I know basic phrases, and with kids, that is enough to have a connection.

I loved watching their lives. They are living too.
But. You can't help but wish for a better life for them.

The vendors in the markets are desperate for your money. They will do anything to sell you a craft or souvenir. Anything.


Lots of crazy stuff happened. I want to write about it later because I am tired now.