The Foyer
The apartment that I stayed in was rather large. This was the foyer which led into all of the bedrooms, bathroom and laundry room. There was a lot of space, but not a lot of furniture.
The apartment that I stayed in was rather large. This was the foyer which led into all of the bedrooms, bathroom and laundry room. There was a lot of space, but not a lot of furniture.
This was my bedroom, or part of it. Like I said, it was really, really hot at night partly cause there was only a small window so a lot of air couldn't get in.
This was where I did my laundry by hand. We often didn't have any water so we would use the water out of the big water container on the left.
This was the living room of the apartment that I was staying in. Myself and one other guy slept in the living room with our mosquito nets at night because the bedroom was so incredibly hot.
This was one of the views I had from the balcony of the host home that I was staying in. I lives on the third floor so I had a pretty decent view.
A picture of the classroom, which was air conditioned (thank goodness), and my classmates. We were here from the hours of 9 to noon.
At CCF we were split into two classes. This was my french teacher whose name was Tessy. He was a great teacher, a little intimidating, but good.
This was at the Centre Culturel Francais (CCF) which was where our french classes were held in the mornings. During our breaks we would go to this cafe type place where they sold drinks and sandwiches. It was within the compound and was a cool and covered area.
This was the name of the big roundabout in Cotonou. These roundabouts were absolutely insane because you didn't know who was suppose to stop. Normally those entering the roundabout will normally stop and wait for an opening, but that wasn't the case in Cotonou. The only way to really get in was to push your way in, which was pretty crazy at times.
This was one of the main streets in Cotonou and it was called Boulevard du Canada. There were maple leaves lining both sides of the island which divided the two sides of the road. From its name I just assumed that it had been built either by the Canadian Government or a Canadian company.
The children in Benin would often follow us around because we were Westerners. These kids were not any different. They had just gotten out of school for the day and were following myself and Robin around her neighbourhood.
This was the street or dirt road in front of Robin's host home. She actually had two host families during this month. She would stay with one family during the day, and then in the evening would travel about 30-40 minutes to another home where she would stay the night. Sort of weird but that's how it happened.
