Great music pretty and yet macabre island filled with very poor but hugely positive and friendly people. The bead seller insisting seating herself at our table like she owned the place, the chef with his I have already prepared le diner for you as we arrived....the kids kicking up a storm at the foot of the stage and the team of sea rescue dudes swimming fast to avoid the unexpected ferry which arrived outpouring a cruise ship load of sticky labelled US tourists and quickly able to return us with the solitude of an entire beer ship to rushin Dakar in the morning.
The taxi ride home is wild no mirrors and impatient tooting life saving as pedestrians are shooed or dive out of our way. The tolerances distance wise between things, cars buildings, people, ships, is very finely judged here and often at high speed.
We return safely to a welcome warm shower and happy children. We buy and continue our malerone to thwart maleria and sport no mozzie bites from our dance night.
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