Just kidding!

So I know that I said I was leaving Kaolack and all that jazz, but as a wise old man once taught me, "We make plans and God laughs." Actually, all day I had the intention of returning to site, but what leaving my options open as I was feeling kind of sick still and had things I wanted to do. I also had never tried leaving here in the afternoon, so I wanted to, esp because I hate leaving here in the morning only to arrive in town around noon and have the decision of awkwardly waiting around for a charret or the temperature to cool down or walking the 4ish km in the sun (almost always stopping at a tree for a rest and to read halfway through). My family claimed that the reason I was sick on Korite (read entry below) was because I had several days in a row insisted on returning from town in the afternoon heat rather than sit around. Village medicine, whatever. Anyway, I made it to the garage, leaving the Regional House a little later than originally expected, to find many cars still, but not nearly the morning buzz of cars and vendors that I was used to. I ask around and there isnt a 7Place (loaded station wagon) headed my way, but there is a bus that is going to Passi, on the road to town, where I could transfer. The bus however was only half full and knowing I didnt want to get to Passi only to have their not be any cars going because it was too late (after waiting to load up, it would have probably be 6 or 6:30 when we got there), even though it was a market day, I resigned to returning to the Regional House. There were of course many men at the garage trying to get me on the bus anyway, while others insisted that a bus to my road town was getting some repairs and would return shortly. Then a strange looking bus shows up and they tell me it is going in my direction, ask the guy, who says a different end destination that I am not familiar with but says he's still going my way and the men around insist I pay the fare and climb in. I think not. That bus was totally EMPTY and I have received one too many of Etienne's text messages warning against evening travel and even if I make it to town before dusk, it might be pretty dark by the time I got to my village (and I know hear the hyennas almost everynight, no thanks!). I know I could stay with my counterpart's family at the Health Post or call a family member to meet me with a charret, but I figured I should be smart--and the house is surprisingly almost empty, making it much more relaxing. I will head out in the very early AM back to site, to hopefully get the maps finished and a window installed by Zednesday (Inchallah).

Anyway, listed below are some other blog entries from the past week or so, please enjoy!