Dakar is the capital city of Senegal and cannot adequately be described in words. It is chaotic in both and exciting and frightening way. We unfortunately spent most of our time in Peace Corps headquarters meeting Peace Corps staff and on a bus getting a quick tour of the city. The city itself is a mix of riches and poverty mounded on top of one another...literally...a heck of a sweet house on top of a shack.
You can buy anything your heart desires. Q-tips are found at the same stand as mangoes, cookies, sunglasses, hair weaves, spoons, poo-kettles...and who knows what else. You are approached every time your vehicle stops to buy a myriad of items through the window. The city seems to have beautiful beaches (from what I saw through the bus window) and dirty crazy streets. The best thing about visiting the city was a place called "Nice Cream." It is the only real ice cream I have seen in country and was more like your choice of every flavor of heavenly gelatto. I choose caramel, pecan vanilla of course. Ammmmazing.
Recently the president of Senegal had "The Monument of the African Renaissance," built in downtown Dakar. It has been very controversial because much of Senegal is in poverty and a crazy amount of money was spent on the statute.
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