After Tabaski, I got started with some gardening with women's groups and helped out with a government AIDS testing event that came to town. There was a good turnout for the testing, and no one has AIDS! After Adji from Peace Corps came to chat with Doundodji's VIP's about my action plan for work, I went in to Linguere then started off on a bike trip up to the north for a turkey party with some other volunteers. It was the kind of adventure that makes you giddy with happiness, restores your faith in humanity, lets you soak in the scenery, and helps you forget about all the problems in the world. We biked about 130k through some beautiful Senegal wilderness to the first civilization, took a scenic but bumpy bush car ride to Ourrousougi, then a long bus ride to Ndioum where we finally got to chow down. The northerners put on an impressive spread, complete with deep-fried turkey and game hens, taters and gravy, green bean casserole, sweet potatoes with marshmallows, macaroni and cheese, cranberry sauce, biscuits, stuffing, pumpkin pie, apple pie, pecan pie, brownies, and lots of delicious drinks. We ate it all.
We headed home via St. Louis and now it's back to the village.
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| Into the sunrise on the road to Ourrousougi |
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| The bush car ride, ready for the dust |
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| Stuck at the sand trap |
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| Fae made friends with Paul and Maddy's pet sheep, named Sheep |
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| Turkey feather headdresses, ready for the feast |
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| Packed up to head back home |
Too pro.
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