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... are finding not so easy to get back down, I have shown a couple of people, I guess they will show everyone else
They are all very good at their job, keeping the mozzies out, but not so good for privacy, which affects the girls more than the blokes
Steve and Joe had bought some mystery meat and fried it up, there was quite a bit of it, so Steve asked if anyone wanted some, well you can imagine there was plenty of takers, but it came at a price, but it ...
... thinks I'm Chinese. I guess maybe except for other Chinese.
18. Senegalese people really like Vietnamese food... that makes two of us.
19. If you talk about how many mosquito bites you haven't gotten.... You will get more mosquito bites.
20. There are so many people walking in and out of houses, you won't know who is who in the family and you are also not supposed to ask.
21. Senegal has sea urchins and sea ...
... along for a seat in a large courtyard where a guide would give us a summary of our trip before we headed back down to the ferry port. There were complimentary soft drinks and bottled beer on offer, so we enjoyed a cold beer each until it was time to go for our 12.30pm ferry back to Dakar.
Once we were back on board the Braemar we went for our lunch, then made our way back down to the gangway where we’d noticed a bloke selling Senegal postcards ...
... plane and walked across the airport tarmac, the warm, tropical rushed over me and welcomed me like an old friend. Ahhhhh. THIS is what I love - not the cold, dry air of the desert, but the living, breathing air of the tropics. I immediately felt more relaxed and at home.
Customs weren't too bad - they take a photo of you, plus fingerprints from both index fingers using this crazy machine that vibrates - and then I was off. The airport is SUPER tiny - smaller than Long ...
... is a sweet fishy smell from the docks which occasionally parts the exhaust fumes and permeates the Downtown on the sea breeze. The fruit and phone stalls spill into the sandy and pot holed roads, at night seedy bars light up their neon signs and prostitutes ply smoky bars where middle-aged expats drink their beer and return their glances.
The colonial shuttered architecture crumbles elegantly and wonderfully undisturbed as modern life spills out. ...