It's the last day before I leave Africa. So I tried 2 things I've always wanted to try: fooling a monkey and bathing a camel.
Monkeys here steal fruit from the tourists, and I wanted to see what would happen if I pretended to hand a monkey a banana, but didn't let go. I thought maybe it would just run away, or possibly bite me. But the monkey was clever. I was holding one end of the banana, so he took his hands and broke it in half and took the other half.
Then I held out the remaining half, and he tried to grab it but I still wouldn't let go. So he just put his hands on mine and ate the banana out of the peel. It was very cute.
There are a lot of camels on the beach for tourists to take rides, and their owners give them a bath in the ocean every morning. So I woke up early and helped. I washed "Mr. Obama" and "Mr. Carlos." It was super fun, but Mr. Carlos scared the hell out of me by standing up in the middle of the bath. Camels are huge, and I thought he was surely going to step on me.
There is marijuana here everywhere. I've been hanging out with some locals since I arrived, and most of their time is spent sitting in various spots in the shade. Everywhere I sit, someone comes by and procures pot, practically out of the air. Its hidden in thatch roof tops, buried under dirt, kept in corn husks... I have a feeling if I lift any rock I'll find a big pile of someone's weed there. Its ridiculous.
It's also really cheap (I think). I'm not sure how much pot costs in the US, but a joint here is about 20 cents. The only thing I have to compare it to is a cigarette, which runs about 50 cents in NYC. It's funny ... everything is cheaper here, except gas, which costs exactly the same as it does in the US. But it doesn't stop people from owning cars at all. I do fear for my life when I'm walking along a road though... I think they could use some more driving lessons.
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