Véronqiue has been making some amazing meals especially breakfast. She makes a huge plate of fruit and some hard-boiled eggs and there is enough for lunch. She finishes with dinner. She is very nice and has three sons and I met her oldest Chris (11) today.
The OJ is fresh. I go to the juice stand down the road and have them fill up a few empty water bottles with OJ made while I wait. So good and I practice my french with them. They, the ladies, mostly laugh (Je suis John. Qu'est-ce que tu dis!? Translation: What the hell is this crazy American trying to say to us? ZHUH SWEEZ J-O-H-N. Yes I feel stupid, every day about 4 to 5 times minimum.)
John Doces. Je vous écris de la Côte-d'Ivoire en Afrique.