Luke got Prince Caspian!
I bet that wasn't among your Christmas decorations!
Luke got Prince Caspian!
Thanks Nana, Aunt Diana, Uncle Mike, Austin and Chase!!!! Love and miss you guys!
In other news, we had fun on Wednesday morning. We took a taxi downtown to the National Museum of Mali. We tried to make small talk to the driver - that lasted about 15 seconds. We were driving a long and he pops in a cassette and through his speaker croons Tracy Chapman! We had a good day – not brave enough to eat from the roadside restaurants yet, but hopefully one day soon. We were able to hail a taxi home – that was an interesting ride – the taxi drivers are much braver than we are and I found myself pushing my imaginary brakes and bracing myself – especially with Faith riding in the front on Ron's lap. So much for safety standards. No safety lectures, please! Here are some pictures from the day.
Here is a model of the "sotramas" – the famous green buses that cram as many as 10-15 people into them, with no doors. And, yes they have that much on top of them -minus the tarp! We will have the opportunity to "enjoy" this experience while we are here!
We met a fun guard in the Prehistoric section of the museum – he wanted us to take his picture with every attraction. He was a great guy and we participated in some interesting charades as we talked with him.
Richmond Pictures |
Here is a link to some random pictures from a little before Richmond and during Richmond.
Yesterday we had our first run in with the law - the popo for all you Madea fans. Here is what happened....Ron was dropping Zach and me off at the office so that I could do laundry. We pulled into the chaotic roundabout and I hear a whistle. Stupidly, I turned around and saw the police officer blowing his whistle and pointing in our direction. I regrettably made eye contact. Well, we kept going not quite sure what to do (was it us, or one of the other 400 cars there with us? we weren't aware of anything Ron had done wrong). He then followed us on his moto and pulled us over. He spoke in French, but every word of French evaporated from our minds. I start a nervous giggle, when Ron asked me to tell him we want to use a lifeline - our phone a friend! He said that we could call, but he took our vehicle papers and told us to meet him back at the roundabout. That was the last place we wanted to go. Our supervisor said I will meet you there - we drove back to the police officer and sat in the car. The officer never came over - we just sat and waited. Our supervisor showed up and he and Ron went to talk with the officer. Zach and I were in the car - keep in mind it has been over a 100 degrees here for the last few days. We have been in the car a while and while I was swatting flies, sweating, getting sunburned I looked back and they were having tea! Finally they walked back to the car and it was explained that Ron didn't really do anything wrong - the police officer was just going to tell him that he cut someone off, but then the officer said you disrespected me by not pulling over. Ron told him he didn't see or hear him, but he said that I know your wife heard me - the dreaded eye contact! The police offer was going to give Ron a ticket, but didn't have any there. He was bluffing by saying that we would have to go across town to get one and our supervisor called his bluff and said - "okay let's go!" The officer didn't want to go, he only really wanted to be persuaded not to go, through a personal arrangement. We don't persuade police officers if you get what I am saying. So seeing that he wasn't going to get anything - he said that he will let him off this time but wanted to instruct him on the ways of the law. Everyone parted friends and I vow to keep my eyes closed in the roundabout! That happened on the day that I had *planned* on starting to drive!
As for the lifelines, we think they start fresh every day. (Marvin and LaNette, that means your phone could ring at any time). For the rest of you, keep your eyes on the blog, though, we might poll the audience soon. We need you!