the times they are a-changin

somewhere between the two countries, time changes..
I, completely oblivious,made a reservation for a hotel and aiport pickup in Dakar, Senegal for the day before I was supposed to arrive :) thankfully an apologetic email from NYC works like a charm.

after having spent 2 consecutive nights on red-eye flights, my feet swollen, eyes droopy, i check in to a clean, austere room on the tiled terrace of a pretty little guesthouse. Wine, lattes, espressos are in abundance - the owner being Belgian. Exquisite art from all over Africa adorns the walls here and there is wi-fi!!

i sleep in most of the day and get up just in time for dinner at a friend's friend place. Curt and Nicole have worked in Senegal for almost 3 years now with the peace corps. A lovely home-cooked meal of quiche and salad with Rose ensues. Tomorrow I will be moving to their place for a couple days before i board the bus to Bamako, Mali or the train or the sept-place (7 seater station wagon).

now off to see africa.. stay tuned