sábado, 15 de junio de 2013

Senegal adventure. Day 7.

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.

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. 


     We started our travel at 8 am.  Claudio and Luis had told us that they spent 12 hours to travel the 400 km between Dakar and Bignona.  I didn’t believe it, but apparently it was not an overestimation.  I didn’t know if the best idea was to sleep and relax or stay awake and be aware of everything, since our driver was a little bit crazy. The city looked like a mess, very unorganized. For me was very interesting that they still have horses and donkeys to travel inside the city. They have some small cafe mobile shops that appear interesting. 

     After leaving the city, the view become amazing, the land was completely dried, and just some plants stand the weather.  Groups of about 5 huts where surrounded with bamboo or other plants, as making small villages. Some black circles in the soil appear interesting to me, as if they burn something creating circles.  We asked the driver and it turned out that they burn a seed to get the oil from it.




     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”.