The day after visiting Fadiout is part 3 to the Sine Saloum, since Julie will remain at the inn because she is sick. We jump in a taxi "7 seater" ... on which it was 10! Plus a baby ... and a passenger on the roof! So 11! After a trip to beautiful scenery, crossing bush with baobab trees and coconut trees and small villages, you arrive at Ndangane. My book recommended a tour of the islands, they found a boatman and then we negotiated all at a rate that remained fairly expensive. We boarded the big sun on a boat that took us first to the island of Mar Lodge. 
March Lodj is a small quiet island of Sine Saloum. We quickly found that the visit would be special: the local guide of the island, Picasso, is soul. It begins by showing us his shop, how he painted the pictures in sand and where do the different colored sands, the white beach, red bark, dark wood burned. It goes through the village on the island or Christians and Muslims together vivrent. It not only crosses of sheep tits, but for the first time tit pigs (Muslims do not eat pork). We see a Black Madonna in the church. A baobab tree and having a cheese related forever. It is very hot and the pace seems relaxed, small children everywhere, everyone gathered in the square to discuss, no cars, hardly any pollution. We return to the dugout and we regretted not having our shirts and we spun around the forest of baobab trees. 
Our large boat slips through the mangrove Sections the marsh (it makes me think of the river miles or islands Djoud). We then walk down under the big sun around I do not know what. The guide gives us virtually no explanation, a bit disappointing really. We discover for ourselves. Ah, is a nest! Ah, a field of peanuts! The young boatman for 13 years still manages to point us to borrow a hyena. There were 3 things included in the tour. - We should not go to island birds ? - Yes look that is the island birds . We pass in front of a speed similar to other island. - But there there are no birds, it should come in the morning . Grrr we sold around knowing full well that there spotted it there. Cursed crossers. A guide funny, but soul, and no explanation is that fewer birds overview of our hotel in Joal. We thought for Ben to fend for themselves, but frankly we would go to a hotel and take what could be better organized.
The next day we spent all Monday morning to relax in the hammocks of thiouraye. Finally we returned to Dakar by taking 2 cars ... one of which pierced the floor let me glimpse the road! A little more and they advanced with our feet like the Flintstones ...
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