Thursday, February 25, in three days, six months on African soil. I am both proud of this step and simply know less than half the road is traveled. One morning this week, I'm bored of being in my house and there I touch you the trouble.
This morning, I'm MAGA to recruit a teacher and a VP. The VP's role is to improve school management and teaching quality.
I arrived yesterday. motorcycle with my boss, that time in great shape and the road was good for the Far North. It's quite special to travel with my boss. I go with my backpack between us that I install, I bear his computer bag shoulder strap, he put his backpack in front and I stand after the straps of his bag to avoid falling and that its Straps down forever.
Week Work went well although I find that have not been very effective; maybe Africa seizes me and it's better like that because I'm too Spee dy = Gonzales for all around here. I made a little loose but my God it's difficult. For me, production and production work = = satisfaction. I would change one day, God only knows.
At 6 am 15, I left work, temperance was cool, relaxed as he repeatedly made over 40 degrees in the day. The odors of flowers of acacia m'ennivraient. They are very discrete, but in small clusters so that they sollicient pleasantly fragrant and my greatest happiness my senses.
I saw six or seven antelopes in the park of a hotel. With the beginning of the day as enjoyable, I can only rejoice at the chance I have of this experience. Always with my boss
Boubakari, I had my initiation into the purely African restaurants: braised fish (head and tail included) sauce brains, rice paste, etc. .. It is useless, I can not adapt to this food, my mind is too strong and refuses. Fortunately, I have fruits, vegetables, peanuts to save me.
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