Left our last Africa port a few days ago. My last view of the continent was similar to the first view…the harbor in Dakar, Senegal. We stopped back there for a short engagement before we put Africa in the rear view mirror, so to speak.
We knew what to expect this time around, so the visit was more enjoyable. Besides a lot of work (which still isn’t done) we hit the good restaurants, fruit stands and the like. We even plunged in head first into the street bizarres that we avoided the first time around. Imagine a flea marked on crack, and that’s where we were. “My friend, my friend, come see my store!!” More African stuff I don’t need, (how many wooden elephants does anybody really need?) but bought some anyway. It was almost fun the second time around. Check that, it was hysterical. A friend of mine purchased a very nice wooden bowl for just north of two tubes of Chapstick and a ballpoint pen. Nice. Bring on the used car dealers in the States…
On to Funchal!
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