Today is the official half-way point, which is crazy. And 35 new foreign students (none of whom speak any French or Wolof, incidentally) just arrived at WARC and now I feel like I've been here forever. It's weird.
Nothing too life-changing this weekend...did laundry for like 50 hours this weekend with the girls and then had a nail-painting/candy-eating party afterwards (a very special thanks to all of you readers who contributed to that activity). BUT more importantly Spring Break starts on Friday afternoon, so that should be fun.
OH and this morning I had one special Senegalese experience happen on the way to school. I was riding the death machine/kaar rapide per usual, and then suddenly, we turned off our normal route on Rue Cheikh Anta Diop and I started panicking, thinking I had gotten on the wrong one...or had chosen a rogue driver who was off to kidnap us. Either way, not good. However, afetr about 20 seconds I realize we're headed for a gas station. Apparently, the kaar was just running low and needed to fuel up...while 50-plus passengers sat inside, waiting.
Oh, Senegal, efficiency just really isn't your thing.
Oh and then today at the secondary school where I work, I broke up a cat fight between two girls in 5ieme! One pulled out the other one's fake hair and all hell broke loose. Luckily, being a freakish looking white person though, I hold the particular power of being able to immediiately command the attention of everyone in a room so they stopped and listened to me when I yelled at them in Wolof. Score one for the toubabs!
Class was cancelled today (again) because of the strike, but apparently on Friday they're going to start hosting University classes here at WARC so that us foreigners get our moneys' worth. And also so that we don't have to find our way through the armed guards and clouds of tear gas to get to class there. Things are lookign up!
Anyways, I'm off, but I hope you all had a great weekend, and I'll write again soon, Inshallah.
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