Today we woke up even earlier. A friend of a friend, or I don't know who, invited is to his hotel in caravan, an island near Brin. So to be ready at the right hour we worked faster. Before midday, one of the nuns that cook for us came and invited us to cook with her to learn to prepare the delicious shrimpswe had tried to nights before.
So I went with her, and it was the perfect experience to learn about cooking and learn French. Since she just spoke French, it was a little difficult to understand each other, but at the same time that forced me to speak French.
After lunch a small van came to pick us up and took us to the port. There we saw a dwell and two girls, one of approximately 12 and the other maybe 6. The older one was helping the young one to get water and then put it on her small head. They went and come back several times. This seemed just like a routine.
We took a boat and enjoyed a beautiful landscape until the island of Caraban. It was a nice island with small waves and a sea with warm water, which was something amazing for my European friends who were used to cold water in the sea. We stay in the sea for a while and then had dinner. For dessert we had something called Coconut Roche (Rocks of coconut) that is very similar, or the same, of what we call in Guatemala Cocadas.
sábado, 15 de junio de 2013
lunes, 10 de junio de 2013
Day 1. The 14 hours trip to travel 400 km
We arrived
at the airport at 2 am in the morning. Senegal is very different from Morocco,
as they say, that part of Africa is more related to the Arabic countries and
culture. We slept the first night in a
seminar. We woke up at 630 and a small minivan came to pick us up, with the
Minister of Youth. Foivos, William and
me went to pick up the solar panels and all the equipment. It was amazing how 300 kg of batteries and
much more kilos of solar panels, plus 5 people, fit on a 7 people minivan.
Since the
boat that could take us directly to Zinguachor is not working at this time of
the year, we had to cross the border, to Gambia, and then enter again in
Senegal. Our driver turned out to be an
expert in all the migration issues, and everything went well easy. Since Luis
had already passed the border, and had had some trouble, they already knew that
a Guatemalan girl was coming, so I was known since the beginning. We cross the border to Gambia and drove for
some hours until we had to stop. We got
out of the car and realize that there was a huge line of cars in front of
us. That was the queue for the ferry.
We know we have to wait for some hours, we
say a lot of trucks and apparently they wait for days. We walk until the
riverbank and my real Africa experience started, I had to find a bathroom. I
ask to the Minister and he took me to the bathrooms, it took me 2 minutes to
decide if I was going to use it or not.
It was just a whole on the ground, no toilette. At the beginning I
thought I would wait, but then I said to myself: “if you are in Africa, enjoy Africa!”.
We spend there more than five hours waiting. I ate a delicious mango. I hadn’t had a good
mango since Guatemala, so it was a terrific experience for me. Then we eat bread with sausage and onion, and
they give it in a piece of newspaper.
After five hours it was hour time to get on the ferry. It was amazing how you have to wait 5 hours to
cross a 400 meters river. And if luck was not in our side, the ferry before us
got stuck on the peer and even took us more than usual to reach the other side.
The driver was a little bit worried, since when it gets dark, they close the
road because of the conflicts with the rebels of Casamance.
So, he drove as
fast as possible, we crossed the border back to Senegal and after some time, we
had to stop because the border was closed. At first, I didn’t know want to
think since it was already dark and they say it this conflict is very violent.
But, since we were with the minister, he made some calls and after some minutes
we were back on the road. Like at 10 pm,
we were already in Bignona. Amazing trip! We arrived here and everyone was glad
to see us and warmly welcomed us. We went to the music festival and saw some
typical dances, with a hairy character that’s turns very fast and looks
amazing.
Day 0. The Africa Adventure starts
I was waiting for this
day for months; maybe not just for months, maybe I’ve dreamt about it for
years. I still can’t believe is really happening. I never thought I was going
to be here. Or at least not now; and not under these circumstances. I
love it! I have this feeling that somehow this dream that I had when I was
sixteen and I had forgotten is coming back and is becoming true. I am in the airport of Casablanca, Morocco;
waiting for the last flight of the day to get to Dakar.
I had never written
blog or something, but I think this experience is worth to be remembered
forever. I feel glad, that life put me
here.
“Man finds his destiny in the road he takes to avoid it”.
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