They came. They saw. And they conquered. Jenn and Margaret just left the land o’ Pulaar for the land o’ plenty. They gave up three weeks of their real-world lives to see what encompasses my semi-real-world life here. It was three weeks that sped by too fast for sure. We laughed. We cried. We drank. We ate. We declined marriage proposals. We WERE Senegal. They did it all, and to be perfectly honest, I definitely didn’t make it easy for them. To call them troopers, isn’t even close to enough. In short, they faced not only culture shock, but also cases of the African stomach, threats of gangrene, intense sunburn, broken-down transportation, midnight goat and donkey calls, and among other things, the craziness of the 4 th of July annual Peace Corps Senegal party. We started the trip in Dakar. They arrived early in the morning, fresh-eyed and energized for all Senegal’s opportunities. That lasted about 30 minutes until the jetlag caught up with them. So our first
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