I've been in Dakar for the past few days and I LOVE IT. Don't get me wrong, I really like my site placement. Living in the desert makes me feel badass. But, it has been 75 and sunny here, there's pizza, meat, ice cream....
Sometimes when you don't see the mounds of trash on the street and you are listening to your ipod and not to the haggling of street vendors, it reminds me of Chicago. I took a bus yesterday and it was the cleanest vehicle I have been in during my time here in Senegal. City of wonders friends.
In other news, I don't think I have been exposed to TB because I don't have a bump on my arm! YES!!!! I'm in good shape otherwise, which is impressive considering all the stuff that could go wrong. Tomorrow I head back up north where it is, no joke, 120. People have asked me what it feels like and I tell them: HELL. Your clothes are always wet with sweat, there is a slight breeze, but it's what I call the oven breeze. You feel tired, lethargic, and basically like you just want to lay around all day switching sides when you sweat through your clothes. Fun times. I have to go back though to get the girls scholarship applications wrapped up and to hopefully start organizing people to build my well!
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"Living in the desert makes me feel badass."
Probably the best sentence of all time. And congratulations on not having TB!
120 degrees, eep! I definitely want to come visit before it dares get any hotter there.
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