The airport gave me a really inaccurate picture of Liberians. The baggage claim area was a disaster where people just through bags around and one woman scraped up my leg trying to get her enormous piece of luggage off the carousel. Fortunately, we made it out, found my dad and walked down a dirt road to my dad's taxi. We planned to spend the first two nights at a "resort" called RLJ Kendaja. I would give it 3.5 stars although I am sure they would consider it 5. I am so thankful we eased in to our "vacation" there because I was certainly unprepared for what would come later. The people who worked there were very nice overall as were most of the people we met for the rest of our trip. We got there just in time for an all inclusive weekend with excellent food.
|Curried chickpeas and vegetables|
|my sister's dessert|