Saturday, August 18, 2007

Back from training village

...where a lot happened, but I was not eaten by goats. Or by anything else, except the odd mosquito and (for pretend) my favorite small child, with whom I had the following daily conversation:


Me: Mmm, I am hungry!
Fanta: I am Very hungry!
Me: Where is Fanta??
Fanta: Where is Mamjara?? [that's me, here, now]
Me: Here she is! [Pretend eating.] Mmm, Fanta and rice.
Fanta: [Pretend eating.] Mamjara meat is verrry tasty.
Both: mnam mnam mnam


Um, yes. You have to take what language practice you can get, and all I have to say is, the people of Bumari are remarkably patient with their bumbling Americans.


Anyway, pictures!



At the local football field



My friend Becca on our group's marathon walk




More marathon walk





My house in village (the end with the tie-dye, not the Pokemon.)

I'm back in the capital for the last week of training, so watch this space for updates on the last couple of months.

1 comment:

AV said...

Blair,
I was in the last Education group in The Gambia. Please greet Dan in Janjanbureh for me. He's a great guy and you should have a lot of fun there. It's great reading about your journey.

Adam