Bye Benin
Ok, so I know I said I was staying here until the end of March but plans have changed.....again. I will be leaving Benin next Friday. Yup, Friday March 18, 2011 I will be on my way back to Europe,…
So this weekend, the Italian is in town to visit me and say goodbye to our co-workers. Friday night we headed to Amadou's house just before dusk and played with his super cute four year old daughter Fatima who speaks…
Everyday I take Zems, which are motorcycle taxis, to the same locations. These include the office where I work, the restaurant where I eat lunch, the pharmacy, the "supermarket" (it is super small and I don't think really qualifies as…
As I was packing the last of my things Sunday, in preparation for our move to Cotonou on Monday, I received a call from Italy from the president of the NGO I'm working for. She asked me to stay in…
So the awesome thing about Benin is that when it is the dry season, it will never rain, unlike Detroit and NYC where you never know if it will be a rainy week or a dry week. The not so…
Six days a week the Italian and I eat lunch at Maquis La Marmite Africaine. You can find maquis all over Benin. They are restaurants with pre-made food and simple dining accommodations. One of our co-workers introduced us to this…
So here in Dassa-Zoume, Benin there at not many vegetables, which explains the high level of malnutrition among the population. When we do actually add vegetables to the pasta that we eat everyday, we add onions or tomatoes, or both.…
I would like to amend an earlier post when I referred to our ride to Cotonou as hell. Sadly I was mistaken about what hell is but i think I'm a little closer to finding out. Two incidences helped me…
So when we left for Cotonou on Wednesday, apparently we didn't mention it to anyone at the convent. On Sunday when we returned, before we even stepped foot on the porch, I heard one of the nuns (I refer to…