Monday, June 9, 2008





I just got back from Yoff beach. Yoff is a suburb of Dakar and it has some of the most beautiful beaches in Dakar. It's also less touristy. Me and Yemi decided to be adventurous today and try it out. We negotiated for a taxi, arrived, swam, tanned, then negotiated for a taxi home. That's the short story.

Actually, that's most of the story! The beach was great. We rented a little hut and basically stayed there for 4 hours. We got in the water, and it was sort of cold, but not that bad. The beach was shallow for the most part, until at one point, it suddenly drops off. Well, neither of us knew that, so we both went out pretty far, because we could still touch the ground, and then we both realized that we needed to reel it in! At this point, however, the currents were really strong and it was difficult to gain any kind of progress against it because it would just pull you back in. It was kind of scary for a moment. The life-guard was even coming out to get us!! We weren't drowning or anything, but they could see we were struggling against the tide, and that it could potentially be a bad situation. When we saw the life-guard coming, we both started to haul ass because then we realized that maybe the situation was more serious than we thought. It worked, and we finally reached a point that we could manage the currents, and we brought ourselves back into shallow waters. YIKES! When we got home we told Vicki about this- BIG MISTAKE! She got into such a huffy. She was seriously pissed at us. So, lesson learned: don't share stuff with Vicki; just say, "yes, it was fun," and leave it at that. It pissed me off- she's not our mother. We wouldn't even be staying in the same place if we had made other plans. It's ridiculous that she would feel appropriate doing that. But whatever, I'm letting it go; in 30 seconds, as she would say.

Oh yeah, and Yemi got picked up by another really hot guy today! They absolutely love her here! She's a hit- sensational. His name was Patrick (from Nigeria), and he was a futball player. He spoke English, and he was CHARMING! My goodness, he was really working Yemi with lines like, "When I saw you, I thought I saw an angel from heaven." Can you believe it? But coming from him, with his accent and ripped body, it was hard not to fall for it! And he wasn't even saying it to me!

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