They always told me that life au village moved at a different pace, but seeing as I'm inherently slow-moving and easy-going, I didn't realize how much I'd fallen into and accepted that pace as normal. That is, until I went to Kindia a few weeks ago to work on a project collaboration.
Kindia, for background, is a huge city a few hours outside of Conakry. There's a university and agricultural research center. It's the home of several major NGO's operating within Guinea. All the random household products that I dream of making shopping trips to Fria to buy, such as bleach, oatmeal, and Nutella, are freely available in every boutique. There are internet cafes that not only have reliable connection, but have -wireless- access. (We sat at a neighboring restaurant and stole free wifi while eating. It was a very confusing and disorienting experience.) There's even a soft-serve ice cream machine across the street from my friend's workplace!
Basically, Kindia is the mecca.
|The materials may not look like much, but trust, the content was stellar!|
|A neighbor kid carrying Yassa like a baby.|
|This lady was not only a spitfire during the training, but she nailed the concepts when quizzed.|
|Waterfalls in the rainy season are real nice.|