6:37 pm
no answer on the baggage. Best case—that it’s on its way; worse—it’s not there.
Just finished my 2nd balafon lesson. Not sure if I’ve paid for those or will be? Libon wasn’t clear—or rather it wasn’t clear to him. I paid Mike the total he told me but I don’t know what that was for. So I don’t know how that will go. Unfortunately.
Thie third balafon part was very tricky for me. He broke it down by hands but I feel like it as that 2 hands piano issue.
I tried asking him for half but to him that meant one hand, not ½ of the complete pattern. Eventually I got him to play it very slowly and then I was able to piece it together. I’m glad I conquered that.
I like those lessons but I want to make sure the payment is straight. I kind of feel like it’s not.
It’s rained off and on today. Was pouring at one point during the drum lesson.
I walked into the bathroom and ant are crawling all over so there’s a few lingering on my feet. That still doesn’t seem to work for me so for now I’m going to attempt to avoid it. The Gambians don’t use the toilet as we do and the right hand vs. left hand system results. They much more green without working at it in their daily lives.
The little girl, Mbalia, has been getting her hair braided with extensions all day and they’re still working on it. She whines and cries every once in awhile. I’m sure it hurts. They’ve offered to do mine…
Last night the women were all crowded together half dressed and putting makeup on. They, I was later told, were going to a party/picnic (I heard it described with both words). So I watched tv out the door of the neighbor’s and when Libon returned (I came out of the shower and the house was empty), I had dinner and watched tv with him.
We talked about Obama and the upcoming presidential election in America. And he explained things related to the tv and my questions. Such as the president, and commercials, and mobile phone contests. Progress with me and my talking. It was nice.
While watching tv, Libon went and got a mango to eat. He peeled it and then was just using a knife to cut off pieces to eat. He asked me if i wanted some and i said no first, but that was then just fuel for him to force me to eat. I figured it was peeled and coming from him, so i had some. It was good.
Living with him, I’ve found he is a Rastafarian. Liz had mentioned that, but it’s been confirmed. He and Suryell have asked if I smoke, to which I answered no and that it didn’t bother me. His response was “I’m sorry” but I’m not sure if he was sorry that he was smoking in my presence or that I wasn’t partaking.
Last night on the news they spoke of a new medical center coming to a town he said where they grow ganja. And that nobody really bothers with the town. I wasn’t sure if he meant they just turn their head at the production?
Also after news about a new bank, the conversation surrounded the bank coming from Nigeria. And the mafia. And how rich the bank people become. And you have to have a “strong job” or own a company really to use the bank. I thought that this was all very interesting.
It’s getting darker. I came to the room really to put more bug spray on. With the rainy and wetness, I think that’s a good and necessary plan.
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