The river/rice field

                Just another Saturday afternoon adventure to the river. Relaxation and cool water was in our near future. Hahaha. Not so fast.

Somewhere on our little road trip the river we noticed that the road we were driving on got a lot smaller but we just kept going and we ended up in the middle of a rice field. But Did we give up and turn around to look for the road? Nope!!!  Cause that would have been the American thing to do.  We forged ahead deeper into the muddy rice field in hopes that the road that we were once on would reappear on the other side The farther we drove into the fields the deeper, and muddier the ground became. We were fishtailing it in every direction. And while Carlie the fearless Moto driver she is was just tearing through the field like a mad women not caring whos crop she was destroying. I was on the back holding on for dear life and praying big time that we wouldn’t die.

Finally the inevitable happen Bronwyn and Janna our road trip companions WIPED OUT. They were muddy and burned from the exsost on the bike. (Everyone down here gets one eventually they refer to them as “Chadian tattoos”.) When we did stop to help our counterpart we got stuck as well. I had to push while Carlie drove and when we were final to semi-solid ground I was covered in mud. I lost my flip flops, and had mud up to my knees. I was wearing a black dress at the time and it was completely splattered with mud from Carlies’ back tire and I just could not be happier. What’s the point of living in foreign country if not to have crazy moments like this?

By this point all the locals that are working in the field and those just walking by were all starting to stare at the crazy white people in the middle of their rice field with a moto stuck in the mud. Still not a road in sight we hoped back on out motos. Some of the local children ventured over to see what was going on and we ask for directions. They point to a large grassy wooded area not far and we took it. As we pop out the other side of the trees what do you know the RIVER!!!

First thing I did it wash the mud out of my dress and scan the river for Hippo and Crocodiles. When the coast is clear we splashed around for a bit and spend the sometime laying under the trees relaxing. Every day is an adventure in Chad.