3 Months

So it’s been three months since I landed in Lomé; bright eyed and ready to take on the continent that has not yet been tamed. So far I have eaten rat, chicken, pintade, sheep, dog, fish, goat, snail, and countless fruits and other strange things. I have been sick four times totaling 12 days using roughly 16 rolls of TP (entire stay). I have participated in 2 traditional dances and seen 4 in all. I can speak conversational French fluently and can greet/say goodbye/say feed me I am hungry or I am thirsty and would like some Tchuc in Kabiy. I have knocked heads with a few people, but have made exponentially more friends. I have been proposed to, offered to be given a girl, offered to use someone’s bedroom if I ever found a girl that I wanted to sleep with, offered to have a girl snuck into the monastery at night, offered just about anything you can imagine dealing with girls and marriage (and I censored this section). Oooh this one I am especially proud of, but I can single out and wiggle my big toe! There is a lot of down time here. I have almost doubled my lifetime exposure count to roughly 2500 – thank God for digital cameras….and I am not even halfway through my time here. It’s gonna be a wild ride.