Dakar Saturday 13

We walk up the left hand local breast today and enjoy the sights form the top in the cool early morning sea breeze. We were treated last night to a glorious vegetarian Ethiopian feast served on a common platter with small rolls of sweetly lemon scented bread to scoop with. The wine a Bordeaux took me back to the plum ripe grapes of our recent days cycling. The roof top jardine set it off and I was able to make the book come true and wash my hands in a calabash. The tones were Malian with Amadou and Mariam like friends welcoming us to a old home.

The rest of the day is spent sunning ourselves at the beach with the Roman man and his tall crew making us another delicious lunch.

Sheila picked up a sliver of shell in here finger as we swam over some rocks and I'm guessing we will need to use the well cycled first aid kit after all....

Home to enjoy the company of youngsters as Sheila and the kids renew their family connection.
I trot up the the very friendly pharmacie to pick up more malerone to take with us to last us past the tabaski holidays which can last all week some say.

We wash our clothes with the assistance of Elizabeth who willingly drys and folds them for us.