Cap Lopez and Voodoo Isle ~ Port Gentil, Gabon, Africa

This is a typical sunset at Cap Lopez which is just down the coast from the Port Gentil Harbour. The sun drops into the clouds and casts a brilliant red everywhere. Bodysurfing the waves here is a lot of fun, but you have to be careful for the deceiving undertow which carries people around the corner to the ocean every year. This is the beach where I dipped my toes in ocean water for the very first time

 

This is one of the logs that are the second largest industry in Gabon, washed up on the shore of Voodoo Isle. A lovely little island which is rented by some new friends of mine. They had me over for a day of swimming, cookout, and sunshine with their friends and children. This little island is next to the mouth of a delta river and the current completely changes direction with the tide. I was very surprised by how warm the ocean water is!

Monkeyin around :)

Most everyone considers monkeys to be adorable, and I am no different. However, in  about a week I will be travelling to West Africa and there is every possibility that I might see these little creatures.

Look forward to chronicles and pictures of me on this new chapter in my life!

Chuckle

A farmer stopped by the local mechanic shop to have his truck fixed. They couldn’t do it while he waited, so he said he didn’t live far and would just walk home. On the way home he stopped at the hardware store and bought a bucket and a gallon of paint. He then stopped by the feed store and picked up a couple of chickens and a goose. However, struggling outside the store he now had a problem – how to carry his entire purchases home.

While he was scratching his head he was approached by a little old lady who told him she was lost. She asked, “Can you tell me how to get to 1603 Mockingbird Lane?” The farmer said, “Well, as a matter of fact, my farm is very close to that house. I would walk you there but I can’t carry this lot.”

The old lady suggested, “Why don’t you put the can of paint in the bucket. Carry the bucket in one hand; put a chicken under each arm and carry the goose in your other hand?”

“Why thank you very much,” he said and proceeded to walk the old girl home.

On the way he says “Let’s take my short cut and go down this alley. We’ll be there in no time.”

The little old lady looked him over cautiously then said, “I am a lonely widow without a husband to defend me. How do I know that when we get in the alley you won’t hold me up against the wall, pull up my skirt, and have your way with me?”

The farmer said, “Holy smokes lady! I’m carrying a bucket, can, a gallon of paint, two chickens, and a goose. How in the world could I possibly hold you up against the wall and do that?”

The old lady replied, “Set the goose down, cover him with the bucket, put the paint on top of the bucket, and I’ll hold the chickens.”