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Background Goree island is approximately 20 minutes by ferry from Dakar harbour. It is a beautiful, peaceful island with no cars allowed. It was the first part of Senegal settled by Europeans and became the centre of the slave trade for 300 years. For this reason it has been declared a world heritage site. Now days it is a great spot for Dakarans to escape from the city for a day, lazing on the beach or having a meal in one of the numerous restuarants. The visit We received an invitation from Beth, the Peace Corps Volunteer on Goree, to join her and her fiance, Kevin, for a relaxing Saturday on Goree. (the fact that we needed a break was clear after reading the previous convoluted sentence). We boarded the 11h00 ferry and met Kevin on the jetty. Beth joined us later. After lunch and a swim we adjourned to Beth's house for a game of charades. Next morning an early morning swim, before brunch was prepared. Needing to get some meat that had frozen to the bottom of the freezer, a knife was called into action to chip it out. Unfortunately fridges are not made like they used to be...
A
view of Goree island from the ferry. The round building on the right
is the fort, which now houses the Museum. The other buildings visible
are all returants or hotels. Beth's kitchen. Note the fridge.
One
of those long lazy afternoons. When worlds collide. A game of charades ensued. Kevin is trying to explain the South African soap opera, Egoli, by doing a "Rhymes-with" Ollie (For all fellow South Africans, an Ollie is a skateboarding term).
After an early morning swim, Ewan and Kev prepare the table for breakfast. Well someone has to keep the flag flying. Chez le Dancing Chef. Brett whisks up a quick breakfast to the beat of Bob Dylan. Look out for franchises opening near you.
The
lassies feign indifference to the saga of the fridge.
"Well
there was this meat that was stuck to the bottom of the freezer, and
a knife seemed like the easiest way to get it out and then there was
a hiss ..." |