Hannah Montana Rocks Dakar

Not Really. I'm not sure her brand of country fried pop is really big in Dakar, but there may definitely be an underground scene I am unaware of. The reason that came up was the piece of designer luggage I saw while boarding the Dakar flight. It was a nice cabin size shiny purple hard case roller bag with sequined clear plastic wheels. Filling the front was an action shot of Hannah Montana in concert, surrounded by yellow and pink splashes of color. As a bonus, the owner had added a personalized sticker that said, "Star!". The real mystery was the owner, a middle aged white lady. I can only assume she's a fan from back in the day.

Arrival in Dakar was the usual fare. There are always so many nice young men eager to help is with our luggage...for a fee. I'm beginning to suspect that they are really not so excited about our arrival and more interested in our money. The cab drivers are very aggressive, so we chose a couple of hapless looking guys who appeared a bit further down in the pecking order. They were willing to drive around looking for the place we were staying. They obviously had nothing better to do. Video games are not that easy to come by. Safely with friends we can sleep a few hours before our early ride to Ziguinchor in the morning.