Mahajanga! My house would be in the top left corner.
Mohamed and Elise
Scott, Rachel, and I: one day we took a ferry to the other side of the river to a small town called katsepy. We spent hours exploring the beach and had one of the best meals at a French resturant.
Rachel: another volunter in Mahajanga. She worked with AIM and was sucked up by this mud and never seen again.
Tsarano Ambany neighborhood after the rains
Every friday at BAO school we would sing praise songs. This was a bit funny because half of the students were still very bad at pronouncing english words. Some of the songs became an interesting slur of a tune.
my favorite class
Elise reading his report
Fafa and his parents
The capital city: Antananarivo
My house!
Every thursday my students and I would walk to the beach, swim and walk back. It was always a nice time. here we are walking back.
Neighborhood kid who had some weird pants.
Scott-- my amazing roomate.
Typical fishing boat called the lakana. This was a cool day....Scott and i walked downtown and sat on the boulevard and wathed these large storm clouds coming in.
Storm clouds
This was just an amazing spot. Tall waterfall, clear blue water, rocks and thick trees, birds chattering. paradise.
Lemurs are my favorite
The road to the caves that we went to.
The rolling hills of Madagascar
This is right near the capital city of Antananarivo. Rice fields are everywhere, even in the cities
On my first week we went to a croc farm. oooooh scary
The purpose of our trip was to drive Manuel to his seminary. This sign tipped me off not to think that the seminary was a nice place. Indeed, it was not. The students and thier families lived in small, cold concrete houses that were falling down. 
When we went to the grocery store, Janine and i found this particulary funny. This was the cheapest wine in the store and what people bought to get drunk on. oh the irony!
A sign for nashville! in the middle of Zimbabwe! I hope you can see it, the picture is a bit blurry, but that is my style
This picture has quite a story. We changed money in the town of Gweru where we were staying. The moneychanger we picked, however, was the wrong one. All of the other changers came around and wanted the business and took all of our money along with theirs. We got out of their quickly and right as we about to pull away the original changer came back to the car and gave us the money. Since the economy is so bad in Zim and inflation so high, you recieve huge stacks of money for little U.S. There it is.
HOME! 
This is the classroom i usually taught my adult english classes in. During the day it was the preschool classroom
A packed truck driving back from motorcross rally. When we passed the truck a drunk man leaned over and spilled a beer through my open window and i was drenched.
My favorite cook at the preschool...she made some darn good soup
