Dinner sucked.

Yup, dinner sucked. Although, it was the first unsatisfying meal I've had here, so I'm not too worried. It was a thick soup consistency called "Gaa Laa." Daba said there was peanut butter, coos coos, milk, grains, water, and something called "greves". Artis, Paul, Rubert and I couldn't finish it, so some of us put it down the toilet and others just put it back in the pot. Sounds horrible, I know, but it was really bad. Maybe if there wasn't so much of it, I would have been fine, but I just couldn't finish it. So the four of us went to Caesar's to find alternative food, which we thought would be hamburgers, but what turned out to be a bun, egg, french fries, and mayo with a little bit of beef. I think it was karma for putting my original dinner back in the pot. On a side note though, Caesar's was totally hoppin' with tons and tons of adolescents for Korite I assume. It reminded me of Homecoming or Prom, only girls and boys are rarely seen together here. Also, the wall of Caesar's read "Kentucky Fried Chicken"... kinda facetious.
So I got home around 10:30pm and was planning to go out dancing, but I fell asleep. I woke up to Daba giving me breakfast, which is always the same: bread and coffee. She was very concerned about having my windows open for air. It stormed for most of the day, so I stepped out of my door into 4 inches of water. Our courtyard was flooded for most of the day. The rain was nice though because there was a nice breeze and I got to use my blanket while in bed. I slept and read all morning, then Moostaf woke me up for lunch and they all laughed at me for sleeping. I couldn't really tell you what my lunch was... but it was interesting. The grandson's really like to watch the Disney channel so we watched that for awhile and then went out exploring. I found the grocery store and visited a couple other houses in the program. Turns out I have a pretty nice house compared to the rest of the group. The trade-off is that they have more kids their age to hang out with.
So tonight we had eggs on top of noodles and watched the Disney Channel/ The Simpson's with my brothers. Moostaf talked to me for awhile and I found out that he likes to play basketball and he's Malian. He really likes the Pistons as well! He would also read than watch TV and he doesn't like Eminem... which is wonderful. He told me that everywhere in Dakar is 1000 franc...which would be impossible for a Toubab (all Caucasians are referred as this... I will tell you why later). I'll try it though.
So then Harris called and he invited me dancing a la Voyageur.. and it was amazing! It would have been perfect if Senegalese boys left me alone, but thank god Harris was there to shoo them off. I learned some useful Wolof words that came in handy tonight:
Saay Saay = Sketch Ball
Baa Naa = Leave me alone
Surprisingly they worked!
Anyways, to sleep, to sleep. I can't wait to sleep in tomorrow.
A tout a l'heure!