Taxi's and Kids

Sorry for the clerical errors in my last post. I'm new around here and didn't know they had spell check, D'OH!! Any way I meant to say that people here live on 50 US dollars a month. I was a little off but still imagine only having 50 bucks a month to spend on everything. You have to ask questions like, How many times this week can we afford to eat meat instead of rice? Tough stuff to think about. I love the kids here. Most of them come up to me and touch my skin. They are amazed at the color and how it feels the same. Well except for all the hair on my arms. Most Africans have no hair on there arms so I seem like a hairy animal. The kids would pet my hair the same way you would pet a dog. But I'm having great fun with the kids and I think they enjoy having me around. I took a taxi for the 1st time yesterday and let me tell you it was crazy!! This is how the system works: The taxi which is basically a mini-van pulls up and you yell at the van to see where it is going. If they say they are going to your stop you fight your way on the van. What I mean is there are about 20 people waiting to get on the van that already has 5 people on it. So you push and shove and throw your elbows out to get other people out of the way so you can get on the van. Otherwise you will stand there all day and no one will ever let you on. You gotta be aggressive and fight to get on the van. This is so unusal for people like us who are used to lines and order. Here it is a free for all. Everyone for themselves. You can't be timid or polite to get a taxi. YA GOTTA BE LIKE A NEW YORKER!! Peace and love to all, CIAO