where it's at...

...do you really wanna touch it?


i dunno if you do i dunno what you're getting yourself into here and now is not the time, nor place, nor venue for this kind of shit.

hi all! back from my about-weeklong trip out of niamey and had a blast and now, already, packing to leave, tomorrow being the last day and all and leaving at 4 am friday actually and its crazy and i dont wanna leave you can't make me you bastards.

trip was great - went east to zinder via dosso via konni via maradi via earth and a total of about a 12-hr drive. First day left at 8:30 in the am...stopped for lunch at to drop off a doggie in konni...then to maradi where we spent the night and i took a photo of a turtle and a lizard (for your eyes only) aren't you happy?

stayed 2 nights in maradi; didn't do too much - slept, ate, went out briefly and stayed up a while chatting. then made the 3-hr drive from maradi to zinder, one of the farthest eastern points where peace corps has people posted.


the hostel was nice, the people were great, the parties were rockin' (do people still say that, rockin'? and if so, does it have a "g"? are there people that know these things out there? help me out) my mother had informed me that word on the street (yo) is that zinder is "where it's at" and i was not disappointed. there were songs from "thriller", there was a new drink created and named ("the dirty carl") there were movies watched, kidney consumed, and there were flying red discs tossed happlessly into nigerien concessions, confusion, hysteria, sweat, dancing, whiskey, fucking rasberry beer...what more could i ask for? what would you ask for? i ask you...

...i even found a damn san antonio spurs shirt at the zinder market. go spurs! (35 and 10 baby)

...but i make no sense now i have quit the word business and dunno why i keep doing this, subjecting my friends and neighbors and such and... so, a few more pics and i'm out...will see everybody soon, hope all is well...

(and i will leave you, instead of debauchery, with pictures of cute little children...you can't go wrong when you start with a turtle and end with children, right?)