Coffee and Internet

The day of my arrival was spent mostly catching up with my mother and eating, then sleeping. I did go out for coffee in the evening, only to confirm that the weather was definitely not the reason I’d returned home. With my bones chilled to the core, I enjoyed my first Canadian coffee in a Canadian non-smoking coffee house (grrrrr). The company was great though !

On the way home, I spotted a cyber-cafe where one hour of connection costs 4 times the price in Dakar, and took time to email and blog. I was completely useless at figuring out the cyber cafe’s card system, as if my stay out of North America had rendered me completely adverse to technology.