Quick

The other day I made my way down a sandy rural path used for walking, motorbikes, animal-drawn charrets, autos and yes, my red mountain bike and I. It is rather difficult to bike in soft sand but I can usually make the 7 kilo ride to the weekly market (Louma) with only having to walk my bike a few times.

I spent an entire Sunday exploring the market with one of the three school teachers in my village. He is young, intellegent and knows a bit of english so when we werent greeting everyone on the street, I managed to expand my Wolof vocabulary. I have to admit that I realized all those years of having to wait and talk to everyone when going anywhere with my dad was a valuable preparation for my time in Senegal. We love to greet and greet everyone!

Not much time today to write.

It gets rather cold at night, I wear a wool sweater, fleece and wool socks to bed. Hard to imagine, I know.

Have a wonderful December!

love and peace,
kate