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Africa » Senegal » Fatick Region » Palmarin April 9th 2009

The travelblog website is murdering the video quality of the videos i post. This is an attempt to put some old flicks through third party hosting.... read more

Africa » Senegal » Fatick Region » Palmarin April 8th 2009

I’d been looking at this baobab tree for two days now. I have to admit I still carry with me a childhood desires to climb just about everything I see and since I’ve been here I’ve sought after no greater prize has than the massive Baobabs that dot the landscape. What caught my eye about this tree specifically, other than its immense size is I thought I could actually make it up. A little bit about baobab legend and anatomy: The back story goes that the baobab was the most boastful of trees. As punishment for its vanity God placed them upside down with their branches in the Earth and their roots stretching out to the heavens. At least that’s how the local people explain the uniquely awkward shape. From the tree climbing enthusiast’s perspective ... read more

Africa » Senegal » Fatick Region » Palmarin April 6th 2009

It feels as though it would have been a disservice to the world if I were to pass my time here failing to mention a little something about the SANIESERIGNESALIOU MBACKE. What does that mean you ask…..Truth is I have no idea! However, to me it has come to signify the potential of man’s resourcefulness and a machines endurance. Born of Japanese engineering and Senegalese soldering, her big black (not permitted) eyes are a sweet sight for sore feet. She lumbers along the dirt roads and dry salt flats carrying the loads and livelihood of a hard working people asking only in return a mere 100 CFA (25 cents) each way. The SANIESERIGNESALIOU MBACKE is everything in which we should aspire to be: practical, enduring, humble, giving of once self, perhaps a bit dangerous and relatively ... read more

Africa » Senegal » Fatick Region » Palmarin February 24th 2009

Today I ate oats in both cereal and bar form. I live for raisins in my cereal and today they were there. I snacked on home made cookies even though home was five hundred miles away. I was cleaner than usual thanks to a new lufa and extra time spent relishing under the warm waters of a solar shower. I was a hero today to a dozen well dressed semi well behaved Mardi Gras reveling children, as I passed out candy to wanting hands, twice to the sneaky ones. My heroics didn’t end there. The women oohed and ahhed as I cold welded tattered buckets and wash basins with only my mere wits and a well placed smothering of JB welds. I look forward to celebrating today’s accomplishments over either beef roast, chicken breast fillet, penne ... read more

Africa » Senegal » Fatick Region January 3rd 2009

Since I have last written many of the most important Senegalese holidays have come and gone. The first was the Muslim holiday of Tabaski. My basic understanding of the religious premise behind the holiday is the prophet Muhammad was asked by god to sacrifice is first born. He obliged but just before the knife came down god switched out his son for a sheep. I’m missing a lot of the details of course but the idea was to test the prophet. Weather he passed or not is up to interpretation. Theological discussion aside the market that revolves around the holiday is incredibly fascinating to the unaccustomed foreigner. Imagine your local pumpkin seller on Halloween. Now put him on every street corner in the city. Then change the pumpkins out for sheep and you will start to ... read more

Africa » Senegal » Fatick Region November 30th 2008

My family here is composed of Mama Arriette, my brother Michel and my sister Anne-Marie. There are two other sisters in the family, one in France and another who lives in a monastery in Dakar, either of which I have yet to meet. Although I don’t know much about Mama Arriette and never seem to pronounce her name just quite right I can tell that she is a mover and shaker in the community. There have been many incidences where her name has come up in conversation elsewhere on the peninsula. Everyone seems to know her. Other than that she is A grade chef and although we eat pretty much the same basic meals all the time I don’t think I’ll get tired of them. My brother Michel, 28 being the only other male in the ... read more

Africa » Senegal » Fatick Region November 29th 2008

My living arrangements in Diakhanor are composed of two 3x3 meter rooms and a private toilet. In addition, there is a walled off porch area which adds nearly 30% to my living space. It also increases my quality of life by giving additional privacy and keeping kids out who are two short too reach the latch. The structure is encompassed in a larger walled off area owned by the family from whom I’m renting. But a simple rental agreement doesn’t do justice to our relationship, for all general purposes they are my adopted Senegalese family. My brother Michel a mason built the house with the intention of living there with his fiancé once they are married. She lives in Cape Verde but according to the plan will return and they will be married in two ... read more
First Room
Room 2
The Shower

Africa » Senegal » Fatick Region November 27th 2008

If you want to integrate into the culture of Senegal I recommend you coupent les herbes with your community. In the days before I arrived the village counsel sold off a five acre plot of land south of Diakhanor to a French investor intending to build a campament, or rustic lodge for tourists, at the site. Part of the negotiations as I understand them was to mow down the grass in the field and the easement to the area from the road. A little bit about cutting grass in rural Senegal. I have yet to see a single tractor or lawn mower in the two months plus I have lived here. Plows are driven by horses or donkey and grass is cut by hand. To cut the grass a farmer or more likely a farmer’s ... read more

Africa » Senegal » Fatick Region November 22nd 2008

The People Unlike the previous living situation in Thiafaithe the people here were less prepped to my arrival. I have the feeling many learned of my presence for the first time when they saw me this week walking through the village. This is a little surprising as most decisions made here, like inviting a foreigner, are usually made communally. My assumption is that some of the village autonomy was circumnavigated by government officials charged with administrating the area. Either way the first awkward interactions between the villagers and myself are starting to reside and now we can move on to the new awkward interactions of having nominal communication modes between us. The village speaks a combination of Serer, the local language for the cultural group in the area and French which is taught in school system. ... read more
Bush Transport
Hyena

Africa » Senegal » Fatick Region » Sokone November 18th 2008

This past weekend I went off into the bush in search of adventure. Friday morning, 7:30 am- I leave Dakar- nine hours, two buses, a taxis, two decrepit station wagons, a motor bike, a boat and a mule drawn cart later I reached my destination: Keur Bamgboun outside of Toubakouta. Keur Bamgboun is a village campment constructed four years ago with the help of a French environmental NGO and the hard work of 14 neighboring villages. In 2004 the area became a natural preserve, the tiny cluster of solar power equipped huts were built, and an economy built on ecotourism began. I was their sole overnight patron, which allowed me the tranquility that I searched. I spent the weekend kayaking and hiking through the mangroves. I saw a number of beautiful birds, red backed monkeys, and ... read more
foot steps
the mangroves
Crab




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