I finally saw a swallow tailed bee eater! I've been waiting so long to see one and yesterday during lab I saw a bunch diving in and out of a cabbage tree.
The soccer game on saturday was such a bizarre experience. I traveled with three guys to Banjul by bushtaxi and walked into a madhouse. There's no way I can really describe what goes on at a gambian soccer match, because I would get in trouble and because you really just have to be there. It was the final game so everyone was extra excited. When our team finally made a goal everyone rushed the field in the middle of the game to celebrate. We ended up winning and people started flooding the streets, shouting, dancing, jumping on moving cars. Everyone in the neighborhood was out all night partying. Musa made me eat dinner during all of this and bought a corn beef sandwich from one of the shops. It was tapalapa bread, mayo, and canned corn beef, but somehow it was one of the most delicious sandwiches I've ever had.
Lamin and Christy showed up in Banjul when everyone was outside celebrating the win and after an impromtu DJ booth had been setup. We all went down the road to the Pope John Paul II Parish Hall that had been turned into a temporary reggae night club. I was dancing on the stage and behind me there was a mural of a really mean looking white God looking down on all of his black followers. It was strange...
Yesterday night we went to meet Christy's fiance's family for the first time. She is a vegetarian atheist and when we asked our friend what we should bring her future mother-in-law they said to bring meat or a prayer scarf. I laughed for a very very long time.
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