hello my faithful followers...
I feel as if I should update you on my life, but, sadly, there is not much for me to update you on. So, here it goes.
We arrived today in Saint-Louis, or rather in Sanar, a suburb of Saint-Louis. Sanar is where the university located. It was strange to drive through town and see all of the flooding that I have heard about on the news. The rain has been pouring down for the past week (which is not good, because it is harvest time and all of the crops should be coming in, not moulding) which is flooding the streets and the houses.
On a complete tangent... onions. Whilst talking with my beloved brother, Justin, I was reminded that I wanted to dedicate a post to onions, to which the Senegalese devote their entire plates of food to. Let me illustrate. Today, at lunch, we were brought our plates. I was astonished that there were no onions on my plate, just a 1/4 of a chicken, a huge plate of rice (spotted with carrots, onion buds (but not chopped, which is what the problem is), olive pieces and pickles, boiled carrots and potatoes. I was thrilled that there was no onion soup/ slosh/ grossness. But alas, the rasta man disappeared and reappeared with three large bowls. FULL OF ONIONS.
Now, I love onions as much as the next person (discounting Senegalese people, because that's not a love, it's an obsession, an un healthy one, at that, if you ask me) , but when you boil onions in oil, water and spices to make onion soup.... I'm just not all about it.
Off tangent. I should probably go back to my dorm room now so I can meet my roommate. she's supposed to be amazing, but I'll update about her / life(mine, not hers) later on this week.
ps. I'm afraid of my mattress.
pps. Please forgive any and all grammatical/orthographic mistakes in this post. Damaa sonn. I'm tired.
Love from the other side of the pond...
kate
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