The beach at Cap Skirring was one of the most beautiful I've seen in the world. Being that it wasn't tourist Season or saison des espanols (apparently lots of Spaniards come every July), there was no one but us and a couple of stray bulls.
Yep, he's really popular everywhere. Pic of the three Americans and two local guys.
One afternoon we visited a village that makes cashew nuts. I had absolutely no idea how much work it is to get just one nut. weeks and weeks...did you know that someone has to shell each individual nut from the fruit...after its been cooked, dried for 3-21 days (depending if its rainy season) then roasted, then a skin is shaved off...I now understand why they're expensive!
Me w/ local rasta guys and the regional delicacy-- palm wine! Lots of rastas in the Casamance. They don't do much but pot and assist with local image to the tourist industry.
Tons of flamingos! They're a beautiful and rather regal looking species. I especially enjoyed watching their knees bend "backwards."
The usual walk to a local village. Hot, dry, big baobab trees, mud huts. The houses in the Casamance are much bigger than other regions and sometimes made to house entire villages and their livestocks, particularly during colonial times.
Typical plate... "gumbo" which is really a bed of white rice covered in a green sauce made from okra, lots of palm oil that includes lots of different kinds of sea food. Its a dish full of lots of surprises!
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