Things about Senegal that make me feel like I'm in high school that weren't even part of my high school experience
- asking my parents if I can go somewhere
- letting my family know what I’m up to and what I’m doing
- being home for dinner
- eating meals with my family
- attending family functions
- spending time with my sibling(s)
- falling asleep before midnight
- going into school early to finish homework
- participating in school-sponsored field trips
- avoiding being hit on by random guys everywhere
- going out and drinking discreetly
- sneaking around with the neighbor boy
Fall Break: By the Numbers
senselessinsenegal:
10.03.09 - 10.11.09
100,000 cfa (around $200)
20 Minutes trapped in a bathroom
13 Hours Traveling
9 American students (8 after Wednesday)
8.5 Days
4 Towns
3 Walks along the beach
3 Chalet rides
2.5 Days without electricity
2.5 Days without running water
2 Games of Yahtzee!
2 Games of Yahtzee! won
2 Nights of bedbugs
2 Bottles of shitty wine
1 Bottle of disgusting whiskey
1 Game of «Je n’avais jamais»
1 Sunset over the beach
1 Pirogue tour
1 Giant Baobab tree
Numbers I’d only share on this tumblr:
3 Sleepless nights
2 Sandy evenings
1 Senegalese boy
senselessinsenegal:
09.20.09
Korite
Ibrahima in his boubou.
I’m going to stop neglecting my blogging duties.
Great. I just spent an hour and about half of my battery skimming through 120 pages of my dashboard. I really need to buy that plug adapter.
In Senegal. SO HOT.
All right. I'm getting off the internet. Leaving soon. Oh man.
Aetna Insurance can suck my dick.
If you’re at all interested in my semester in Senegal, please follow this tumblr. I’ll be updating it rather regularly soon.
Less than a week, man.
