So the wireless is working at last in the hotel, and the night before we leave!
Tomorrow we head off to what is sometimes called the big brother house. The upcountry folk (5 of us who are headed to the rural areas of The Gambia) are going to a shared house, the others are headed to their respective houses.
We have started language training, and have reached the level of greetings.
Which goes
Q: Salaam alekum
A: Malekum salaam
Q: Koyira Be?
A: Koyira Doron
Q: Sumoluu le?
A: I bee be je
Q: Kori Tanate
A: Tanate
Q: I be Naadi
A: Mbe jan doron.
We have had a tour with some experiences volunteers, very much a whistlestop tour, that took up most of Saturday.
On Sunday I went for a walk, stopped off at the Fajara craft market, which was shown on the Holiday Hijack program, and it was a bit eery, I was the only one there!
Starting to rain now so time to stop.
I had to stop the blog quick as I was outside to get a signal in the hotel and the rain in Gambia is not exactly what you could call light, the first night we had enough rain to last a good week in Swansea during a wet winter.
ReplyDeleteHence a hasty finish to the stories.