Posted March 6, 2012 at 10:13pm in Brian GPOY Peace Corps Senegal Spence Tambacounda annemeetsafrica.blogspot.com
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W.A.I.S.T. Deuxième
Another year, another round of well-played softball. Teams from around Senegal, as well as other countries (Gambia, Mali, and Cape Verde) made a showing to the annual Dakar event. Most teams (the PC ones), really stepped up their costumes.
TambaGou (Tamba & Kedougou): Baseball Corps, The North: Snorkel Corps, Kolda: South of the Border, Kaolack: Girl/Boy Scouts, Dakar: French, Linguere: Suits, Cape Verde: Weird Medical Gear
The magic wasn’t only found on the field. An incredibly competitive talent show was scheduled for the first night, followed by a prom themed masquerade ball the second night. The third night culminated in an all night, festive soirée.
A good time had by all.
Characters tested. Lives changed. Morals bent. That’s about the gist of it. Sooooo….here are some choice photos to sum up the event.
Posted January 28, 2012 at 1:41pm in W.A.I.S.T. GPOY Andrew jessica Anna Jillian Evan Kourtney Glovsky
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The Bakel Eye Clinic had its fair share of interesting personalities this year. The most memorable being a Pulaar woman called Kumba Sow. After her cataract surgery, she busted into the post-op room shouting, “Kumba Sow is not scared. Your dad, he’s scared. You, you’re scared. But Kumba Sow, Kumba Sow is not scared.” This was quickly followed by volunteers and Kumba Sow herself chanting, “Kumba Sow isn’t scared. Kumba Sow isn’t scared.” I would also like to mention, Kumba was rocking a sweet lady beard.
Kumba Sow. A Bakel legend.
Posted December 19, 2011 at 12:34pm in Peace Corps Senegal Right To Sight And Health Evan GPOY
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July 03, 2011 (And If You Have A Minute, Why Don’t We Go)
“The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, but I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep.”
Except that these woods weren’t that dark, it was pretty bright. They were in fact lovely. And deepness is in the eye of the beholder. It only took us 2 hours to get to our destination…and we didn’t sleep there. That would just be reckless. Who sleeps at a waterfall? Okay, maybe somebody out there has slept at a waterfall. I don’t want my inbox filled with emails titled, Who has two thumbs and has slept at a waterfall? This guy. There’s no reason for you to be an ass. Lock it up.
In a way, I’m kind of glad I didn’t go see the falls until now. Segou is beautiful. The Kedougou region of Senegal is beautiful. Being there reminded me of the first helicopter scene in Jurassic Park, when John Hammond was giving the doctors a look-see of the grounds. Everything is overgrown and lush, a shit-free river runs through it, and dinosaurs are marching back and forth like they’re in an effing Toon Town Disney parade.
There may not be any dinosaurs here (but if there were…), and we certainly didn’t have a majestic helicopter ride, but good lord was it nice. If I had gone here last year I don’t think I would have appreciated it as much as I do now. The last time I squealed with joy (before seeing the waterfall), was when I sunk my teeth into a perfectly cooked Whiskey River BBQ Chicken Burger from Red Robin. Without saying, it came with a side of those seasoned bottomless steak fries that, right now, I’d punch a newborn baby adult man in the neck for.
After repeatedly simulating Herbal Essence ads under the steady flow of rock water, we treated ourselves with clay face-masks, cookies, beef jerky (from America), and bread. Who said you can’t have nice things here?
