This Senegalese Life

A photo album of my last couple days in Darou -- with captions, even! Last Days in Darou

The afternoon before I left my homestay in Darou I was lying on my bed, avoiding the heat of the day and gazing up at the wall. The window n...

The beach was amazing, and we're here at the center to pick up our bags and go out to the villages. I'll be back in a week, talk to ...

 Here are a few photos from the last few weeks, in no particular order: Emily M.'s birthday dinner at Massa Massa, the fanciest res...

In Senegal I am named after my host mother's mother, Adama Diallo. In Pulaar the word for someone with the same name is "tokora,...

I was just thinking "Oh, I've been here a month and a half and I haven't gotten sick yet! Awesome!" And then my nose stu...

I'm about to head back out to Darou, my training village, for another week of Pullo Fuuta language classes. I think I'm getting a ...

I've been very into hat-wearing lately (since my part burns horribly if I don't) and it's been working out really well exce...

I'm headed out to Darou in a few minutes, and I'll be back to the center (and internet access) on Sunday evening.  Hope you all ha...

A few of the more memorable things from the last couple weeks of training: Fielding questions about American culture as my mildly conservat...

I'm back at the Training Center after a couple weeks in Darou, and things are still going well. We'll spend the next day or so doing...

Thiéboudienne , the national dish of Senegal, is basically fish, vegetables and tomato sauce cooked with spices and served over rice. We had...

"Toubab" means foreigner; everywhere I go a dozen little voices call out "Bonjour toubab! Toubab! Toubab!" and the brave...

"It is going well." I had a pretty good week in Darou, my training village, and am back at the Thiès Training Center for the nex...