We have encountered several crazy street people so far on
this trip. The first one we saw was in
Hohue and he almost knocked me off my bike while talking gibberish loudly to
himself as I was riding past. The second
person started petting moms arm and when she road away he started reaching for
dads wallet and the villagers started yelling at him as dad road away. The third one followed us around speaking French,
which means she had made it pretty far in school. Many of them have not been wearing clothes
and those that are clothed are in filthy rags.
- Brook
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