President Senghor's older brother, Adriene---a WWI veteran.

 

 

 

I am going to do some birdwatching in Toubacouta, Senegal. No more photos of me for a while.

 

 

 

Another sunset in Toubacouta

 

 

 

The line for the ferry

 

 

 

The elusive ferry

On our way from Toubacouta to Djilor we finally got to experience the ferry. The wait was 4 hours. We sort of strolled around, lolled in the shade, and shopped in the little dusty town on the Toubacouta side. The line was long. The boat could only transport 10-15 vehicles at a time. We were behind what seemed like a van with pilgrims that blasted Muslim hymnals the whole time---it actually wasn't that bad. The actual ride takes about 20 minutes. Long lines on both sides. Some of us started thinking about opening a ferry business.

 

 

A pig in Djilor. This Seereer town is quite Catholic---as was President Senghor. He was elected in a country that is 95% Muslim. Senegalese constantly remind you that religion never divides them.

 

 

 

This a cashew apple. The red part is sweet and delicious. The bottom had a little vestige that is basically roasted in a fire. When you knock off the ashes you have a tasty cashew nut. we ate these as appetizers beofre lunch in Sokone.