Friday, September 26, 2008

Water


The drinking water in Kaolack is, well, undrinkable. At least when meeting my inflated Western standards. There's salt in it. And probably a whole host of parasites that cause a variety of corporeal discomforts. This is unfortunate considering Kaolack is hot. The kind of sticky heat that suffocates you in your sleep. If Queen Mab even grants you entrance to that nether region. And when the power goes out and the fan stops working and the malaria invested night yields no refuge, not only is quenching your thirst predicated by your ability to afford bottled water but taking a cold shower means dousing in sodium. Your skin starts to itch within days.

I wish I had more time to research the causes of Kaolack's water problem. There are salt flats mere kilometers out side of town that are exploited. By whom, I'd like to find out. I doubt many local Senegelse profit from the salt cultivation here.

Currently, I know merely what many of us know, that water poverty is a stark and forever growing fact of our future, that "while a handful of the wealthy routinely drink expensive, high function mineral water, one out of five people in the world cannot count on getting any safe drinking water at all" (Japan Focus, Tomoko Sakuma).

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Senegal






It's been long since I've posted. I don't feel guilty. I would have loved to record my travels through the Middle East with two of my best friends. But they are far better company than a computer screen. Reverse culture shock, bouncing between five states, graduation and reunion with my past deserves documentation too. But my memory suffices. And that was a month packed with either constant activity or constant stasis. I could have indulged in more of the latter.

And now, Senegal. I'm letting it wash over me. Posts will become more frequent soon as I move in to a working groove. A groove that I oscillate between hating and coveting. For now, I will list posts I hope to expound upon, questions I have and observations, issues I'd like to pursue. It's not a promise, just a goal. I'll let some pictures do the talking for me. Because I've discovered I can't think and sweat at the same time. I will get a beer and ponder further all I have left unsaid.

1. Underdevelopment
2. Talibee boys
3. Learning Wolof
4. Speaking French
5. My work
6. Islam in Africa