Sign at the marche in Forecariah, pretty good likeness of Mr. Obama, no?:
Abandoned diamond mine we visited in training. Some independent contractors still dig there in hopes of finding the big one:
Abdoul, our AgFo trainer. He will be missed when he goes off to University!:
You make banana chips out of green bananas like these (and they are delicious):
Me giving the speech in French at our swear-in:
A typical Guinean bush taxi:
Yogi was so cute as a puppy...and that's a lot of stuff on that Land Cruiser (this is when we were being installed):
This is what my road/the area around my village looks like:
Pagaille and Yogi drive Ian crazy:
Yogi thinks Pagaille will be tasty:
Cow thinks Yogi will be tasty:
I give Pagaille a break from being attacked:
Djenaba, Ian's rice and sauce lady, who faithfully delivers my bush notes to Ian and makes the best peanut sauce I have ever had:
Craziest bush taxi driver yet. Before I got into this car, Ian said, "ummm...you might not want to ride in this car":
Then we got a flat tire. Ian is multi-purpose/Peace Corps Volunteer making a difference:
As Ian removed the tire to this bush taxi, he looked up at me and said, "You do NOT want to see how these brakes are held together":
...and I didn't. Held together by wire:
The ferry we used to cross the river. Try to find the white girl:
John taught petites the Chicken Dance when we were stuck in Mango-ville for three hours:
John's future's so bright he's gotta wear shades:
Yogi and Pagaille play for hours while bush taxis break down:
Friday, April 24, 2009
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