a statue celebrating the liberation of slaves
the feet of a fellow study abroad student in the famous doorway that opens out onto the water,
where in the past there would have been a bridge to ships waiting for their human cargo
Goree is probably the cleanest place in Dakar,
thanks to a hired team of boys who sweep the island clean every morning
sand artist, at the castle on Goree, at work in his bunker-studio
a view of Dakar through an old archway
Lest you get too pretty a picture, I should also add that Ile de Goree has many sellers (vendeurs) who are pushy about their wares. "My sister," they say, "come into my shop. I give you a good price." And they want you to look, and then to buy. The attention is so intense that it can interfere with any enjoyment of the place, or relating naturally to the people there. Because white means wealth, toubabs are always a target for offers and scams. For instance, when I walk to school, taxis beep at me, just to check whether I want a ride. This wouldn't be so bad except that every third car on the road is a taxi here. We're starting to learn how to tune it out.