Foutou, Littering, etc.

I tried foutou de banane the other day:

It’s basically a tô made out of plantains (and whatever else) instead of corn-based. I had it with the sauce arachide (peanut sauce), operating under the theory that it would be like peanut butter and banana. I was pretty far off, but it was still good. BUT HUGE. I feel like I ate mountains of it, but visibly it only looked like I had taken two bites. Oh well.

We also drove over so that I could see the big stadium that’s at the end of the major street you turn off of to get to my place.

I didn’t realize that my boulevard basically dead-ended at the stadium until we got up close.

I had been collecting all of my trash into a busted plastic basket, figuring that sooner or later I’d take care of it (besides, most of my trash is those stupid black plastic bags).

Well, the other day, my neighbor came along to check on things, and saw the basket. He said he’d take care of it, and as I stood by and watched, he took the basket, walked across the street to the schoolyard wall, and dumped it out, before walking back to me and handing me the basket.  I knew that pollution was bad, especially because you see trash lying around everywhere, but something about that really hit it home.

The evidence of my crime:

I’m going to have to adopt a highway or something to do penance when I get home.