exciting travelogue!!!

So, mostly all I ever think about here, besides Peace Corps-y things, is food. Like, all the time. So I'm going to share some of that with you, because like I said, it's all I ever think about.
I mentioned that I tried To and I didn't mind it. Well, let's explain that a little more. First, To is kind of like the staple food here- it's millet, I think, transformed into like very structured mashed potatoes. And the sauce my host dad likes is made from baobab trees. And that first time I only ate like a single bite. And then I had it for an entire dinner, and I think my family won't make me eat it ever again. Some volunteers love it, and end up eating it all the time. Not this kid.
Now for the good. Avocado sandwiches. Fresh vanilla yogurt. Sugar-covered peanuts. MANGOS. Coca. Bissap (a syrupy local drink made from hibiscus flowers, which, if you're lucky, might be frozen.) Jus de wata. Oh yeah, and frozen vanilla yogurt. These are the things dreams are made of, or at least MY dreams, when I'm not having crazy lucid malaria medication dreams. And I'm feeling very optimistic about this fake nutella that is currently calling to me from my bag.

What else can I tell. I'm honestly in love with the music I hear around here. This morning my dad put on Celine Dion, and I think I love her. And I really want to see Titanic again. And a couple of days ago we watched some Phil Collins music videos, and my host brother had me show him where in the crowd of white people I was. We've also been watching some football- Burkina lost to Cote d'Ivoire on Saturday, but then my family decided since I rooted for them they'd root for the US last night and we beat Spain! Everyone said that it was Wak, which apparently here means like witchcraft, because seriously, we should not have won that game. I really enjoyed learning that one, and plan to use it always. I tried to explain "whack" to them, but shockingly, couldn't quite pull it off.