- Shuttle bus service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Swimming pool
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... away from the local population as possible, even if it is a rotten bush camp, just as no one knows we are there, but someone has always turned up, like the bloke who bought us a water melon on his motorbike, he just appeared, his village was a few hundred yards away, which kind of screwed up his thinking of keeping the local population away
We are giving Sierra Leone and Liberia a miss on this trip, because of this Ebola thing, but there hasn’t been any ...
... is shaving. Regardless of the country or conditions you are in, shaving still sucks. Who would have thought, ya know?)
Not as luxurious as I can imagine other study abroad trips are but hey, running water is running water. Although, I would say that the access, or lack thereof, to the running water we have at the house is more like access to crippled, limping water.
So here I am Day 3 (or 4?) and the power goes out. O yea, that happens a lot too. Thankfully, as far ...
... coming round looking at the people who had dressed up. He said “if I tap you on the shoulder you have to stand up at the end so people can get a good look at you, and there will be a bottle of sparkling wine for the person considered the best dressed.”
Not surprisingly Trevor was one of the ones chosen, along with another couple of blokes and a woman. One of the other guys was wearing a Union Jack waistcoat but Trevor’s was ...
... drugs. You see, when Santa dropped him off with us, he was bearing gifts, in the form of all kinds of medication.
He brought us Malarone, to stave off malaria in Botswana, Zambia, and Zimbabwe. Some Dukoral, for any E. coli that may be lurking in unclean foods we may come across, and some Imodium for any other stomach ailments that may hit us. Amoxil, for the sinus infection I picked up a couple of days before departing. ...
Dakar is a buzzing, colourful and vibrant place of crowded streets where bright and battered car rapides, aging buses, taxis, animals, stall holders, cart drivers, and old women with impossible loads balanced on their heads compete with the hustlers for space and noise. And the hustlers compete with the hustlers, and the hustlers hustle the hustlers and its seems that everyone has hustling in mind in this great ants nest of civilisation.
Prevailing over ...