Ibis Lome Centre

... sized hills, as well I think. It is also the day that we started taking more pictures (so you will be able to see them once I upload them). <br><br>Around 9:30 we finally approached a couple mud houses with palm leaf roofs. We didn&#8217;t know where we were at the time but we all knew that wherever we were, we needed to find water. So we walked up to a house where we saw a woman laying just inside the doorway. We walked up and said the same ...

... and any recognition of the english language was lost entirely. At the time, i still don't think it occurred to me how little i was prepared for speaking french. I haven't seen any french since freshman year. And even then, i never spoke very much. But I knew a word here and there and could use gestures to help out too. The hard thing was--once we got walking, we knew we had a turn to make...we just didnt ...

... I was going before we left, but unfortunately Togo has an issue with its internet connection at the moment and quite often there's no internet access ANYWHERE for a while. The problem is, apparently, that there's something wrong with the cable, somewhere under the ocean...<br><br>Anyway, all sorts of stories from Badza (or Badja) village will be appearing here soon, but for now I've got several hundred e-mails to sift through!<br>

... from Bob Marley to Bob Dylan) for a while before calling it a night.<br><br>On Saturday, while Ledzi was in class, I went to the Cultural Centre (tourist market). I have never enjoyed shopping as much as I did here. Everything is based on bargaining, and once you learn to handle the overwhelming sales approach of the shop owners, you can have a great time. Everyone in the market uses the same phrase ("It&#8217;s free to look", &#8220;You&#8217;re from Canada? I have friends ...

... for schools in the region. This festival featured choral singing, sight singing (where students were asked theory questions, and then asked to sight read a piece in front of a huge audience), poetry reading (which was surprisingly entertaining despite the language barrier), drum language recitals (where drummer had to play traditional Ewe proverbs on their drums), and traditional dance/drumming performances. Hearing the language recited, and then ...

... Burkina and Mali, and the first night there was no mosquito net either. I had my own, but it wasn't big enough (I have a double bed!). There's not many mosquitos in the room, so, I thought, it'd be fine. <br><br>Oh how wrong I was. Lying on my bed in the dark the first night, worrying about whether I should've stayed in Ouaga and counting the days til I go home (it's 41, now, by the way...), I felt something crawling on my leg. It's not a mosquito. I hit it off. I hear ...

... me if I could ditch Uncle Sulley and the group to hang out with him for a while. It totally creeped me out. I told him &#8220;no&#8221; and I stayed with my friends. Later on, before we left, we went to say hi to my friends, and we left, very very quickly.<br><br>On Tuesday, I came back to Abelemkpe. Aunty Beatrice left to go back to the US. It was really sad. I wanted to hang out with her, but I know that I&#8217;ll have plenty of time with her back in LA, and that ...