I live with a host family 10km up the road from Rosso with no electricity or running water. There are a couple boutigs (tiny stores which are made of corrugated tin) in our village where you can usually find onions, canned condensed milk, packets of laundry detergent and camel biscuits. Camel biscuits are hard, dry, nearly flavorless cookies which have become quite addictive and I usually eat them at least once a day as a snack in class or with my family. They suck the moisture out of your mouth as you eat them so they end up forcing you to drink lots of water. Sometimes we eat them with little bitter peanuts.
I won't try and put down every detail of my fun-filled days here, but please ask me questions... I'm starting to forget what's normal about what I do and how I live. And I can't form sentences properly in English--my brain is trying to make room for more French and Hassaniya.
Here are some fun stats for you:
Breakdown of bugs seen in percentage:
Ants 41%
Flies 39%
Dung Beetles 11%
Rain Cows (Giant neon red mite that comes out after the rain) 7%
Mosquitoes 1% (they usually see me, not vice versa)
Hab Haabes (a crustacean-esque arachnid with lightning speed and hand-sized diameter) <1%
Camel Spiders <1%
Scorpions <1%
Fleas <1%>
Total pounds lost since leaving US: 20
Number mosquito bites (despite netting AND repellant, they still find me): roughly 24 active, many more deactivated
Number of local marriage proposals: none, surprisingly. One of my CBT sitemates accidentally told her family I was engaged and word travels fast in a village where we are the only news.
Well, I have to go back to my training sessions. Email me! Even though I can't check it very often it's still nice to find a message waiting for me when I do. Send me letters! I haven't gotten any of the ones you've sent yet, but they say it's usually like this during training.
I hope you all are doing well! Maa salaam!
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