Day five was a very intense day. We had to wake up early because we had a speacial invatation to the Gambia independence. So we were moving around. Some people got left because they were sleep. We   were allmost to late to get in.we sat right behind the president of Gambia. His mother and brother were sitting next to usand a few other famliy members.Before the president gave his speach the band marched around and did there routene and the police shot there guns. Then he spoke for little while then it was over and we went back  to our hotel. To check on the people we left and let some people off . Then we loaded up again to take those who to go shopping  most of the guys stayed and wenr swiming  it was about 9 of us. Went to the tourist market some people bought some realy nice things. I bought a few bracelets for my mother  and sister. Then we went back the hotel . Where I thought I was goingto be able to sleep, but iwas wrong . We had to get right back on the bus and head  for the village of  Penyen. Where we were going to spend the knight at. In the Bush .We were given African names and family’s. Then we went into the Bush.
We are not allowed to talk about what go on in the Bush. It’s where you become a man.


Day six. We didn’t come out the Bush intill around three 0 clock .Ands a two hour ride back to the hotel.Where we had to hury and get dressed because we had an engagement with the Mayor. Some of tried to take cat naps other took quick dips in the pool I took nice shower.Are engagement with the mayor went quick . We shook his hand and spoke about how we liked the trip and were presented with our African names and citzen ship of Banjul city. After that we went and had dinner. The resturant was on the beach. I had chicken french fries. There fries are better than mickey D’s. When we got back to the hotel some people went to the disco in the hotel and after that they went to another disco club I didn’t want to go I was to tired.


Day seven. Was basicly our last day in Africa. We had another early rise. We were out the hotel by oh sayn ine o clock . We checked out the hotel and headed for our last spot of tourism in Africa. The island of Jafaree. The home of Kunta Kente.We visted with his famliy. We sat and talked with his Aunt and Cousin. For a little whike ,then we toured some the island had our last lunch and we were off for the airport. Which was a eight hour drive. We got a chance to see a lot willderness of africa , we saw some real village’s I mean real huts. We could not stop ,we were pressed for time. Only time we stopped was at check points.


Day eight.When we reached the airport you could see the happiness and sadness in people faces.We checked in with no problems. It was a half hour wait before the flight. We just set around remanisng about the trip. Some people were still waking up I had brush my teeth because it had been eight hours and it was going to be sevn more hours before we reached  America. When we boarded the plane and everybody got there seat it was like somebody put sleeping gas in the plane.Every body was knocked out. For the whole trip basicly. When people started waking up we were about an a half an hour away. We reached america about eight o clock . After we went thru customs and bagge claim.
We were greated by reporters at the terminal exit. And after we finshed with the reoporters. When wwe reached Erik ’s house we were greeted with eager parents. After we unloaded the bags and the crowd was begining to dye down you just had to sit back and look and things and wow I got lot and I can do a lot.

That’s my trip