Good Mor Nging

Posted by on Dec 23, 2008 in Africa, Pictures | No Comments

from the travel log: February 5, 2007. Senegal is new and cryptic. The air smells of concrete and sea salt in the early dawn, pickled fish in the evening twilight. There was a man selling trinkets by the shore who introduced himself as Mor Nging. “Yes,” he clarified, “Like the sunrise. Here is my dog. His name is Jack Porsche.”

“You belong in life.” -Chuck Sudetic