I lag, I know

All my apologies to my readers, all three of you. I have had a bit of a lack in interest posting to my blog cuz I have been out of my village so much. I just figured that you would have a lack of interest in reading it, but I guess I was wrong. Let me catch you up.

In December my dad and his betrothed Nancy came to visit me. I am pretty sure they had a great time, though I am sure they were sick of watching me run around like a chicken with my head cut off. Sure I know it is their vacation, but I couldn't help but stress. It seems that in Senegal you are always one turn away from total disaster and since nothing works on a schedule planning was especially hard. As for how they faired in the village, one word, spectacularly. So well in fact that I encouraged them to apply to the Peace Corps. They had a great time with the kids and I think they loved their hut. My village asks about them all the time and says that we are all one family now, Benguure Goto in Pulaar. Here are some of my parents favorite kid Golo.





January was spent in and around Kedougou, back at site doing a bit of work. I collected a bunch of tree seed pods for the upcoming tree nursery season with the help of some neighborhood kids.



I let the littlest kid wear my helmet so he wouldn't get wacked in the head with the falling pods.



I think that day I was wearing all found clothing and called my look, The Tennis Mom.



The lunar new year was celebrated in my village. On that day all the girls dress like men and walk around the village asking for money and dance for people. It is kinda like halloween.



And now for a little section I like to call Alexa's Petting Zoo,

Here are some cute ducks


And some lovely cows


And a dead frog I found at the Kedougou Regional House



February brought the West African Invitational Softball Tournament, which was awesome. My team was comprised of 40 insane Peace Corps Volunteers from the south of Senegal. Our team theme was short jean shorts, so we looked a bit like the Dukes of Hazard. The softball was cool, but the parties were even cooler. We partied for 6 straight nights, so by the end I was pretty beat. All the pics are on my BROKEN camera but I will get them up within the next few days.

Now I am still in Dakar for physical therapy. I have tweaked my shoulder pretty badly, not from softball, and am having it taken care of. I am going crazy without anything to do but ice my arm and watch crappy VHS movies from the 90's.

I am gonna head back to the disgusting hostel Peace Corps runs. I will sign off with some random pics that I have yet to publish. Enjoy and Au Revoir

The hut next door to my with my family dog asleep on the porch


The inside of one of the worst cars I have ever ridden in


That's me enjoying a drink at our rooftop bar in Kedougou Le Defii


Me looking pretty


Some boats beached in Poponguine


Water flooding the sidewalks in Poponguine after a big rain


A seriously cool bridge by my village


The Gambia River in Kedougou with a boat crossing it


A woman riding a bike with her baby tied to her back in Kedougou


Me cruising on a canoe thru the Atlantic


A baobob tree


And some funky baobob fruit


A rasta themed truck, notice the "Who Jah bless no one curse"


And finally, a beautiful sunset in my village


Bye guys, talk to you again soon