Our first school visit in Dakar
December 10th — As we walked toward the large concrete walls we knew it was the right place. Even among the crowded streets with its many vendors hawking their goods and blaring taxi horns, the English...
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In a single conversation: “Hey where’s X?” “I don’t know, didn’t YOU pack it?” “I thought you did.” “I swear it was in here when the boat left the States.” “Well it’s not on the inventory and I can’t...
View ArticleDay 31: Dark Times
It was the beginning of another day on the JRH. By that, I mean it was the middle of a four-hour row shift and I felt on the verge of collapse in my seat while waiting to cry, fall off my seat, or slam...
View ArticleJust Another Sunrise part 2
To the life raft! It had been close to 4 hours since we had capsized, Adam and I had been rowing since 2am with no rest, and none of us had eaten a full meal since 1900 hours the night before. It was...
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