The Land of Hospitality

salamalekum! nanga def! bonjour! ça va?

I had my first experience with Senegalese Hospitality today. I had lunch twice, because in Senegal if you refuse to eat a meal when someone offers it, it is very very rude, unacceptable. And here in Senegal everyone always offers you food. I think I may get a jaay fonde yet... ( thats wolof for a big booty)

Anyway, lets flashback to the beginning.
I arrived in Senegal last wednesday at 5 am and was taken directly to my host family. I managed to get a few hours of restless sleep before I was sent off to the first day of class, which was just a meet and greet because the professors didnt have anything for us to do. but it was no problem, and I was told it happens often. There are 6 toubabs (white people) and i think 8 or 9 Senegalese students, who are all english majors and quite fluent, thought there are still many miscommunications and its very difficult to get points across sometimes between the two groups.

The vibes here are so different. And time doesnt exist as I knew it, and it seems like there is more time in every day. It almost feels like I have been here for a month or two. Anyway, its late saturday here and my batery is almost dead.

Much love