Unfortunately all good things come to end. (So they say.)
Saturday afternoon found us all waiting around for the buses to pick us up, enjoying our last bit of time together.
Yes. He was totally painting his wife's toenails.
Finally the buses came.
Bye, Eliza!
Anna modeling one of the shirts her host mom had made to sell at the conference. (It was actually a guy's shirt. And far too big for her, of course.)
Would I have ever gotten tired of those baobab trees, each one slightly different from the others?
No, I don't think I would have.
Less than ideal grazing, I'd say.
Yes. That was a sheep on top of that car in front of us. And yes, they totally had him wrapped in a blue plastic tarp.
Oh, Africa. Sometimes you just make me laugh.
Mango season!
We were back in the city at this point, and passing the "Saturday market", as it was called.
We made it!
Time for unloading...
...and goodbyes.
(Photo credit: Jacob H.)
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