



Hilary and Chris documenting their year abroad in Niamey, Niger.
To start, the camel is seated and the rider mounts, as Chris is doing here:
Then, the camel stands up, and you better make sure you are holding on to the saddle! The camel is then guided down the path by its owner, while the person riding chills out, looks at the scenery, checks out the camel, and generally relaxes. Here are some pictures Hilary took on the ride.
Camels are such a funny animal!
There are other fruit producers that we have no idea what they are. Like this one for example, with a fruit locally known as “monkey bread”.
Here are a few other shots of trees we thought you might like.
In case you were wondering where to get the best haircut, take a look at this sign:
Tabasci, the Muslim holiday described in a previous post, was, for the non faint-of-heart, a sensory feast. Along almost every block were freshly slaughtered, roasting rams. We hired a taxi and toured the city, encouraged by our driver and a good friend to take pictures.
In the days that followed neighbors brought us mutton, which Hilary transformed into Sloppy Joes!
We celebrated Thanksgiving in splendid American fashion at the home of an embassy official. There were six turkeys, stuffing, and the pies that make your mouth sing; Chris ate three pieces! The house and grounds were beautiful—we had a friend take our picture.