Of course I forgot stuff. We also went to Touba on our way to St. Louis from Thies. Touba is like the Mecca of Senegal. There's a huge, elaborate, beautful mosque that lots and lots of people travel to every year. All the girls had to wear long sleeves, skirts, and head scarfs (see photo). It was hot (temperature wise), but we made it. Boys and girls also could touch each other. Not even a hand shake. We also got to meet a marabout (a Muslim spiritual leader/celebrity) at a koranic school and drink Cafe Touba.
We also visited the Lac Rose on our way to Thies from Dakar. It's a salt water lake that has a pinkish appearance. They pull buckets and buckets of salt out of it every day. Bouna says there will always be salt, but that seems highly unlikely. I'm pretty sure that the rate at which they're pulling it out is faster than the rate at which more salt is forming. The water is really funny because of the salt everything is super buoyant and the water feels like jello (See picture of my floating foot :) ).
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