Tidbits #2

-Malians LOVE President Obama!!! I’ve seen more Prez O paraphernalia here than all the Prez O stuff in the States: sandals, soccer jerseys, belts, shirts, etc. I’ve seen at least four different types of Obama fabric, including one with him and Michelle. I have an Obama tafe and I plan on getting more Prez O fabric. There are even places named after Obama, and I’ve seen hair cutting places with Obama’s face on the side. And to top it off, almost all Malians know the English word for President


-I’ve seen numerous cock fights! Lol- really! More like cock standoffs. There are animals wondering around the streets and my compound. My host family just has chickens and guinea mostly. At any given time, if you pay attention, you’ll see the male chickens, young and old, face off against each other. They’ll stare each other down for minutes on end. They almost never really fight. If one jumps, the weaker one will prob give up. Any other time, I guess they are equally matched because they just stare each other down and eventually walk away. I find this hilarious! Do I have too much time on my hands? YES


-Every time I come to my regional capital, I end up with lumpy arms. Really only one lumpy arm. I still haven’t figured if its bed bugs from the hotel or mosquito bites. The first time is went from my right shoulder down to my elbow. Last time, it was my left forearm. Itches like hell but looks even worse! I’m here now and what do you know- lumpy left foreman. TIA- This is Africa
-People just like to call my (Malian) name. Literally. At first I thought it was just the kids; they’d just call my name, first or first and last. And even after I’d answer they’d still call me. But adults do it to. Except when I answer, they say the obvious. So I could be reading and they’ll say “you’re reading huh?” and I go “yep” and they continue.

-I'm almost done with the third Twilight book. (I know- I gave in- I'm got a lot of time here!) I've decided just now that I dont like Bella. TEAM JACOB!!!!