as you've all noticed I've posted some awesome biking pictures on my online photo album. now here's the story:
I recently hosted 2 french couch surfers, jeremie and claire. They're on a bike trip starting in France and continuing until Madagascar, they've been biking for about 6 months and will go on for 2 years. They're incredibly nice and insightful human beings. Their first day of training was their first day of riding, amazing! I really enjoyed hosting them, and they were even so kind to allow Sarah to join them from Ndioum to my site (I was already at my site). They spent the night at my site and then Sarah and I joined them until Pete where Sarah and I branched off to go to her site, and I spent a few nights at her site; which is always nice to see how other volunteers live. I then biked back from Sarah's site to my site, spent a few more nights at my site then headed to Ndioum- by bike. Sarah, Amber, and I made the long trek to Ndioum (about 60+k.) Spent a few nights in Ndioum got some work done, celebrated Sarah's birthday; then I road solo back to my site. As I was riding the wind was way too intense and I was making horrible timing so I got in a car for about 20k, and then road the rest of the way back to site - got incredibly lost because I didn't want to ride on the tedious sand so I road on a clay path that ended up taking me the wrong direction, I was tired, hunger, and scared I was going to get back to site after dark-- but it all worked out I saw some kids and they showed me the path. Lesson learned, wind blows (no pun intended, ha).
I've been really busy at site which is really reassuring, I'm enjoying the constant stream of work. This past week has been intense, Sarah came and stayed in my village just to hang out and have some girl time; we both needed it. Then yesterday Camille came to my village and we built a rocket stove for my family.
Wednesday I'm headed to Thies for a Gender Development conference, after that conference I'm going to Dakar for another conference, "All Vol" it's a conference that includes all West Africa volunteers and a softball game.
I greet you all; much love.
Reading your story when you get lost, it make me so scare and sad you go through a lot of adventures by your self. I am so proud of you my love, you are a survivor that I can't be in your shoes. My HERO I always thinking about you every second and pray that you will be healthy, happy and success in your work. Yes I did cry a lot when i read your blog and i wished I am close to you to give you a hugs and kisses. Missed you so much my love. love, momma
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