I've been putting this off far too long. I have so much say but no idea where to start. So many incredible experiences already and I feel like whatever I write will not even come close to the constant state of sensory overload I've been in. I promise to do my best.
We got into Bamako at 9pm. It was dark so I couldn't see anything just remember getting smooshed into a hot bus and getting dropped off outside of customs. I got my luggage and was immediatly shoved onto another hot crowded bus. This time they gave me a gift, mosquito repellant, awesome. We arrived at Tubaniso, the PC training center, pretty late. I tried to sleep but there was no way my mind was going to shut off. I listened to my good friend, Ashleigh Still, for comfort until the sun came up and I could really see what I had gotten myself into. My first adventure was the neigen and I missed terribly. I remember hoping that peeing in a hole in the ground would be easier on a full night of sleep. (Not true) I got ready and went to the main hanger for the first day of training. I met some good people in Washington DC so sat by a few new friends and did my best to stay awake for the 8 hour training day. I felt so weird and heavy. I wanted a break from everything and prep for a good night sleep so I decided to go for a run. It was hard but felt amazing. From that moment I was known as the running girl. I didn't mind. Much better than girl who can't piss in a hole or complete simple sentences..
I was surprised by how friendly our Malian trainers were. They all were dressed to the nines, and we're happy to answer any and all questions. I had a lot of fun getting to know everyone and was really excited to learn a few of my new friends would be joining me at homestay.
I need to run now but will be on again soon to tell you all about homestay in Mountougoula. Big news...My family gave me a puppy!!!