Bicycleride, flirting-sounds and farmertan

Yesterday me, the Connect-students and a former Connect-student named Tsanta went for a 45 kilometres bicycleride from Antsirabe to another town. It wasn't that hard road, it was straight ahead almost all the time, with a few up and down-hills. When you ride a bicycle it is so much more you get to see than when you drive a car, both for good and for bad. We saw alot of cute kids, and everyone wants to talk to the Vazaha (foreigner), even though we don't speak Malagasy that well yet they want to talk to us. And they always try to speak French, because they think that all foreigners here are from France; but we can't blame them, because most of them are.

And then we have something that is not that nice. And that is men whisteling and making "flirting" sounds.. Maybe it is normal to like that men do that to you here, but for us Vazaha's it is really uncomfortable and we don't want to talk to the men that does it. And they teach their children to do it too. We have experienced boys that looks like they are five years old whisteling after us when we walk on the street, and for us that just feels wrong. But the cultural differences are big, and we don't know how it's normal to react about those things here. But for now we have just turned our backs on the men who does it.

And when I got home from the bicycleride and out of the shower I saw that my sunscreen didn't work that well; My arms were red as tomatoes and with a really nice line, It actually looks like I am wearing a t-shirt!

Here we are looking for a place to have our lunch, after we had been riding 23 kilometres:

We found a nice spot:

While we were eating lunch we had a view over the water, and here are some kids trying to catch fish, unfortunately with no luck..

The bicycles didn't have a cover for our legs, so this is how my leg looked after 10 minutes on the bike..

And here you can see my nice farmertan, really sexy!

- Mary Ann