Saturday, November 16, 2024
We arrived Saturday morning in Dakar, Senegal, population 4 milllion, and crashed head first into a third world country. The best word to describe our experience in Dakar is chaos. It was at times exilerating and other times maddening. Our excursion was entitled "Highlights of Dakar" which was an apt description of what we saw. Unfortunately, it appeared no one took the time to arrange the tour in a logic sequence. We seemed to travel back and forth across the city, passing some of the "highlights" several times. Our guide told us we were lucky to be in Dakar on a Saturday as the traffic wasn't as bad as on a weekday. You could have fooled us. Traffic lights seemed more a suggestion then a requirement. Several times our bus driver drove through red lights. Once our driver approached a busy cross street with the green light but the traffic from the cross street continued into the intersection. Tim noticed that the stop light for the cross street traffic was also green. Lane markings, when they existed, were also observed rather nonchalantly. At some point late in the tour the person sitting across the aisle from Tim said something to Tim about the driver constantly blowing the buses horn. Tim answered that he thought the driver figured by honking the buses horn he was releasing himself from any liability to what happened next. If there was an accident with a pedestrian or other vehicle it was that persons fault because our driver had honked the buses horn as a warning. The traffic chaos was not helped by the many motorcyclists that fearlessly weaved through the traffic. Among the highlights were a visit to the Catholic Cathedral of Dakar which we were able to go inside. It was of a contemporary design. Not as stunning nor as large as the Sagrada Familia in Barcelona but beautiful none the less. We did a drive by of the main Mosque of Dakar that was large and picturesque but no where on the scale of the Hassan II Mosque in Casablanca. Do you see a pattern here? In all of the previous cities we have visited in Africa on this trip there was a main shopping street with the usual high end stores with several markets or suaks somewhere nearby. In Dakar these markets were everywhere. They were the main economy of the city which seemed to work. We visited several of them. We attended a short concert that consisted of six African drummers and a dance troup that numbered four men and four women. This was a different style of dancing then we had seen previously on our trip. Probably the most impressive site was an emmense sculpture called "The Renaissance." It depicted a man and woman with the man holding a small child up above him. This was to represent the rebirth of Africa on the worlds stage. The tour was exhausting and lasted five hours, an hour longer then advertised. It had an appropriate ending. As we turned into the one lane entrance to our pier, the entrance was blocked by a lone traffic cone. The driver honked his horn several times (!) with no response. Our tour guide finally got out of the bus to locate the people in charge. When he returned to the bus we were informed that the guards for the entrance to the pier where having lunch and would remove the traffic cone when they finished eating. Meanwhile there were five or six large delivery trucks lined up behind us waiting to also enter the port. Finally a gentlemen who looked very important walked up and removed the traffic cone and motioned us to enter. Only then did any one come out of the lunch room. The day came to a festive end as our ship hosted us at a large BBQ style dinner held outside on the pool deck. It was a beautiful evening to be outside and the food was excellent.
Sunday we arrived in Banjul, The Gambia. If Ohio State can call themselves The Ohio State University, then we suppose that Gambia can call themselves The Gambia. The Gambia is a small country of just two million people. It is also a poor country that our guide assured us was also a happy country. The guide also described The Gambia as a republic that changed Presidents when the people seemed to feel the need for change. We interpreted that to mean that there were coups that changed the government. Our excursion today was "A lazy cruise down the river" which is exactly what it was. We cruised on the Gambia River that was lined on both sides by Mangroves. We were told that oysters grew on all of these mangroves. We saw some interesting birds. We stopped once along the way for any one who wanted to swim. We had a delightful lunch of several different types of salad, a cottage pie, which is like a shepherds pie only made with beef instead of lamb, and a fish dish. We stopped again after lunch for anyone who wanted to fish. And that was it. No Markets or churches or mosques. Just a quiet, relaxing boat ride with pleasant conversation with Australian and Canadian fellow passengers.
We have another two days of "at sea" so you probably won't hear from us for another two days.