Pictures of the 'Frika House

I cannot even describe how annoying it is to format this amount of pictures in a single post. This is a job for...ME, cause no one else is here to do it. I'm always open to suggestions and requests for posts, and even through a bout of sore throat I have used this sick day to present you with pictures of the apartment. Also, count the pictures as a celebration of both the 200th site hit and the one month anniversary of the move. Enjoy-

This is our neighbors' death roof. Watch out for spikes!!

This is the amount of dust that collected on the ping pong table in about 4 days. And you thought Charter was bad, Mr. Boday

This is the upstairs, with the evil spiral staircase, 2 dirt view (the opposite of ocean view) balconies, and our favorite ping pong table.

This is looking out our largest balcony, down the street is Provigo, and past the rotary, DA (Dude Assassinators)

This is literally an entire section of the house I've never been to since we got here a month ago. Our 2nd largest balcony, it's even got a kitchen! (Shown above in its entirety)

The play area. Where our Wii proudly reigns and video games are played prosperously.

This is the parentaql units's room, otherwise known as the Sporoom (thats Spore and Room combined). It is also one of two rooms in the house with window air conditioning units, so it's usually where everyone is.

This is a part of my room. The Guitar Hero 3 sleeve, my Nightmare Before Christmas clock, and my DS all reside here in perfect harmony. Perfect, dusty harmony. You can also see a bit of the mosquito net on the right side, and marvel at the vintage Grateful Dead Lithuanian basketball t-shirt, gifted to me by Mr. Callahan. *sniffs* It hangs proudly.

We went to the "Altlantic Club" (American Club) on Sunday and I can't describe accurately the joy that in brought within a space that could be classified as a "caption." 3 words- American Double Cheeseburger. And, as if the happiness flowed from the facility, they also had 2 ice cold A&W root beers, which I am convinced are the only ones in all of Dakar, Senegal. They're names are Dave and Buster, and I will treat them like I would my childrens. Until I thirst and rip open their scalps and drink their life essence. And there will be much rejoicing.

You got the Root Beer! Set it to Y, X, or Z to use.




But when the sun sets, it becomes a very beautiful place. Maybe I'll like it here after all...

Sometimes I crack myself up.

-Will

"If you do this I will eat your face!"