Somewhere in between a violet-bodied yellow-footed mini-iguana and a bright yellow bird, I realised that I had made it all the way from Perugia to Dakar (with Alitalia - miracle??). Pausing only at Senegal's airport at 2 am local time to ponder going to Club Med rather than to the COP-3 POPS (ok, Third Conference of the Parties to the Stockholm Convention on Persitent Organic Pollutants).
After the dry pain au chocolat and soft baguette (tears), Melanie and I decided to take a walk down to the sea front, getting our arms grabbed and bums commented on by the locals.
Since, we have had a variety of team lunches - mostly at 4 pm - and a dinner last night looking over the seafront (lots of concrete buildings, half finished, mostly falling into the water, a bit like Calabria ;-). After overdosing on fish, I decided to try the Jambon de Boeuf - muslim country, so maybe it was not pork, but it certainly was not beef, so what on earth was it?!
Still alive, I am now very eager to get my teeth into this conference. We will be operating from a booth that takes a compass and scout skills to get to, and overlooks the conference hall. The office, on the other hand, is in the basement, several lift rides and flights of stairs up and down!
If you are lucky, you will get more updates from here. If not, I will bore you when I get back!!
Along the main road between our hotel (La Detente) and the conference venue (Le Meridien)
Trying Castel and La Gazelle beer (quality vs quantity)
1 comment:
..the jambon de boeuf sounded a bit like the suckling pig at the ristosauro in pg..!! Being by the ocean, I would stick to fish, even crUstacei! Good luck with the conference!
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