I received another marriage proposal today. This one was from a taxi driver. He couldn’t give Kari change when she paid him for driving us, so he offered to take me instead. Kari politely told him no—he could just keep the change.
For the first part of the day I helped Kari and Jonathan shop for a new house. Most of the houses and apartments here are actually pretty big, and they usually have more bedrooms than houses in the US. In the US houses typically have a kitchen, living room, dining room, maybe an office, and a few bedrooms. Here the kitchens are small, and there is one living room and about 3 or 4 bedrooms and bathrooms. Later in the afternoon Kari and I ate lunch at a restaurant called Le Récif. The coolest thing about the restaurant is that it is located right on the western-most tip of Africa!
Standing at the western-most tip of Africa
America is that way
- · First time receiving a marriage proposal from a fruit vendor· First time receiving a marriage proposal from a taxi driver· First time lighting a match· First time making cookies from scratch· First time making brownies from scratch· First time making pizza dough· First time traveling to another continent and country by myself· First time I was mistaken as Jonathan’s 2nd wife· First time going 3 days without showering/washing my hair…hopefully it’ll be a first and last· First time using a carrot peeler· First time making coffee with a mocha pot on a stove· First time standing at the western-most tip of Africa· First time eating fatayas and chawarmas· First time teaching US and SC history· First time using a fan at church· First time reading and skyping with a headlamp· First time eating bissap· First time eating yassa—chicken and rice with caramelized onion sauce
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