past couple of days have been pretty good times. Went to the market on friday, i really enjoy going to the market. It is such an intense experience and i always leave it feeling rather physically drained. Being in the market requires being totally aware of your surroundings and your person every second. At the same time im still trying to engage local gambians in wolof. Buying some, using no english is good times. Bargained for some sweet ass blue fabrics less then 1$ a meter, I am going to use it to get pants made. Tailors are really cheap and all over the place, and they don't have fixed prices either. I am getting pants made for 150dalasi(6$ approx. ). Me and renee went with a friend of ours from the CPA. He said he was impressed with how well we communicated in wolof. Afterwards we went to his house, ate benachin which is a popular dish in gambia. Literally it translates to: One(bena) dish(chin).
Today i left the house early with the intention of goin to a few of the resorts to scope out the pools. Whenever you walk around these streets people always say "hey mike!", not because they know me but thats how white men are greeted in the Gambia. It bothers me that my name is mike in the gambia because i just fit the white guy stereotype. I avoid telling people my real name now, i go by Babucarr Bojang now. Anyway, i made it most of the way to the beach but decided to stop and talk to some random gambian guys instead. I ended up hanging out with them for a while. went to a compound, watched some weird nigerian movie, ate some bombass food then we went to the beach. There was a football(soccer) tournament that we watched for a while. Then we hit up a BBQ that was on the beach. Ate freshly killed goat on the beach with a bunch of gambians, I tried to use wolof as much as possible being that i was the only toubab(whitey) there.
ok im going to sleep now
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