Getting "lost"

Trip Start Jul 05, 2005
Trip End Ongoing

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Saturday, August 27, 2005

In the morning, I packed up my stuff and got ready to leave Houegbo. I hung out with the Apprentices for a while. The coiffeuse was so sad that I was leaving that she went and got a photographer to take our picture together. Augustine got there around noon, we ate lunch and then flagged down a taxi heading North toward Bohicon. Along the route, the taxi got a broken axel (or something like, so we switched taxis. We arrived in Bohicon around 3pm. I was meeting up with other Stagiaires at a Volunteer's house.

We had dinner at a new, and "really nice" (for Benin standards) bar. After that, we went to a different bar....Well, tried to get there anyway...My zemi driver didn't know where we were going, but he said he did. So, he was following the others, but they had better/faster zemis then he lost them. He ended up driving around side streets acting like he knew where he was going. Finally, he pulled over and stopped; said he didn't know where it was.

Thankfully, another Stagiaire and his zem pulled up behind me...apparently he didn't know where the place was either and had been following us. So, me and the other Stagiaire decided to walk around and ask people if they knew of this other bar. Some man said he did, but really didn't either...we learned about this in Culture class, you have to look at people in the eyes and read whether or not they are telling the truth. Well, this man was pretty convincing, so we wandered around with him for about an hour.

Finally, the other Stagiaire and I decided to just go back to the Volunteer's house. Along the way, we ran into the Volunteer; he was searching for us. We got to the bar, had a drink with the other Stagiaires there, and returned to the Volunteer's home. Watched some TV on the computer (Freaks & Geeks) and then went to bed for the night.
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nsdamour on

Hi Jen!!!

When I read this I was thinking: 'This is the EXACT same story that happened to me, except we had 4 people riding in the taxi.' I guess it must be a typical african experience. Isn't ironic that we always seem to be 'found'? Good luck as your project starts.


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