The massive bug that was in the shower with me was as big as a pair of scissors. I just threw a cup over him till I was done bathing, all the while he was bumping up against the side and trying to get out. In America I think I would have killed it. For some reason here it just doesn't seem worth it.
This gargantuan moth was decapitated by a Praying Mantis. Pretty intense.
Good bye Warthog sandwiches!! Pumba, you taste so good.
My last radio was my best. As soon as I signed off I felt my heart sink a little. Will I ever DJ again?
The passion fruit in my backyard is kicking! It has overtaken my shade structure and will give a lot of fruit this year. I hope the next volunteer enjoys it.
The last view of my village. The mysterious beauty of walking on.
These little boys begged me to take their pic. Of course I obliged because they were so cute.
Oh birds, how do I love thee? A red bishop and some other bird chill on a branch. Ahhh........
Flower and Bug
The night sky as seen from my backyard in my village, Sinthiouroudji.
3 comments:
great photos. you must be excited about coming home!?
jimmy
I am so proud. There are no words. Mom
Thank you so much for your pictures. It has been so wonderful to see this beautiful part of the world. I have loved looking at your site and have been impressed by your humor, your courage and your obvious love for the people you've worked with. Thank you again for sharing.
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