Day Fourteen: And We Sang Koumbaya...

Bonsoir~

It's nearly TEN PM!! (aka after my bedtime in bike tour land).  We arrived in Isy Tavarez's site this morning around 10 AM after biking 55 km.  There were a lot of hills, but it was a short day and very cool.  Awesome biking weather. 

We got a bit of a late start this morning because Neal accidentally poured Omo all in his hair and shirt, thinking it was water (we had put Omo in a big Laafi water bottle for ease of pouring).  We found out a couple things from this experience.  First of all, Omo makes a LOT of suds.  Like, a LOT.  Secondly, it gives your locks a lot of bounce and shine.  Lookin' good, Neal!

We all took it pretty easy today (ah, except Evan and Josh), stopping to take pictures along the way.  Rob and I found this pretty barrage...

Isy came out to the road to welcome us and show us the way to her house...

After lunch at Isy's (she and some of her friends made delicious spaghetti for us), Vincent drove some of us out to try and find elephants or hippos.  I wasn't there, but they brought evidence back of some pretty exciting animal sitings...

We hung out at Isy's house the rest of the afternoon, writing our speeches for the fete in Bobo tomorrow, showering, admiring the beautiful sunset, and playing with the kids...

 

After the sun went down, the fete began.  Isy and the town had organized a dinner and entertainment for us.  Tam-tammers came along with dancers and performers.  The local officials made speeches of welcome and gratitude, we gave out the certificates, and then we all ate massive amounts of rice and fish from the local barrage.  Sleeeeppyy.

We arrive in Bobo tomorrow! We're expecting a ton of volunteers and we can't wait to see everyone.  A bientot!