Il est malade.

Bad news: My French brother, Benjamin, has malaria. He's been in the hospital this past week and although everyone here seems to think it's not that serious, it still probably sucks having malaria. Hopefully he'll get to come home today but in the meantime, I'm paying homage to his love of fast food and posting some pictures of the quasi-Western food I've found (and happily eaten) in Senegal. Pizza, chocolate chip cookies, and apple juice

Fake kit-kat bar & some salt and vinegar "pringles"