We happy travelers are in this region’s capital city, Tambacounda, gassing up [and grabbing enough baguettes for the road] to make our way to Dakar. 

We’ve had an incredible few days in the village, culminating in last night’s harvest celebration of mask and dance. You’ll hear from more students later today; they’re still polishing their prose. But, for now, here is our collective thought:

We depart the village with certain sadness, but we are so unbelievably grateful to everyone who made us feel at home. We will never forget the conversations, the laughter, and the community. These few days have been everything.