Public display of affection is a no-no here in Niger.
Can't even hold hands in public. Even old married people.
I miss walking hand in hand with my dream man. Really miss it.
Sometimes when we are alone on the road we hold hands a bit. Or at night.
Tonight we were invited to some friends' house across town.
They live on a beautiful street with tons of bougainvillea flowers.
It was much too romantic to just walk--so Linds documented the illegal activity!
I'm not usually one to encourage illegal activity, but in this case... :)
ReplyDeleteLove this. Ah the dilemmas of cross cultural living. How do you decide when to just fit in and when it is OK to go against the culture? I don't think I ever figured that one out.
ReplyDeleteadorable!! I love missionaries like you=0) also - great taste in africa fabric =0)
ReplyDeleteCaught in the act! Glad you got to enjoy a romantic walk...I walk that street quite a bit and have never noticed the romance. I wonder why? :)
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