Entry Number 13
November 25, 1990 Part 2
Dear Diary,
Daddy and I are back at the hotel. It was a successful day. First we met with our guide. Her name is Lera. She was a little late because she was working on her Aunt and Uncle's dairy farm. But that's ok. There's nothing wrong with an honest days work. We went to a village on the outskirts of Lagos. It had to be the village in the worst shape I have ever seen. I'll put in a picture so you can understand why. Parts of the ground are so bad they can't even be walked on.
Even though the village was in a horrible state, the child in the picture somehow still managed to be happy.
Here's a picture of people. I think they were trying to wash clothes. The water wasn't clean though.
Here's a family sitting outside their home:
OK, Diary that's the village. Next I'll show you some hotel pictures and pictures of the cutest little goats I have ever seen!
See ya then!
Katie