Azalai Hotel Independance
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... there. While in one of the villages a man offered to come to our campsite to play us some music. That night we waited and waited for him and eventually heard some music and drums in the distance. We headed out onto the street and found him set up with his band and a few kids jumping around. The people in the town clearly heard all the commotion and came to check out the music too. By the end there were about 150 people all dancing ...
... were put up and I was ready for the night. I was told the bathroom was also not ready yet, but I could use the one in the other part of the house instead. Fine, but I was just curious what they meant with not ready. What I walked into was a pile of broken tiles in the middle of a dark room. The following morning two construction guys showed up to start building the bathroom. It really wasn’t ready yet.
During the night I heard scratching ...
... the taxi around. At this point the driver started to get ask for more money, as he had be driving us all over town at this point. Not having reached our destination, we flatly refused. When reaching the center of town again, we stopped the taxi, paid his the previously agreed amount and got out.
A bit at a loss, we decided to walk the handicraft stalls while thinking about what to do next. Almost entirely deserted by shoppers, we were the center of attention. ...
... there even if I tried to assure her that it had taken me just over ten minutes on foot to reach Internet café across the street. As far as she was concerned, „Le Verdoyant“ was not any closer than Bamako, and the only way she would go there was by taxi.
So taxi it was.
In terms of ambience, „Le Verdoyant“ and „Jardin de l’amitié“ were pretty much alike. Both spacious and leafy, both pleasant and sluggish, almost down to a ...
... was this big mosque, and that was where the wealthy and affluent Burkinabe showed off their glossy, new, expensive cars. There were, naturally, all sorts of street touts who swarmed around you at every step, trying to sell you on this and that. I found it the most efficient and amusing to pump everyone’s hand with a hearty handshake and an excuse:
„Later, I am very busy now.“
That invariably sent them off and everybody left in the best of ...
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- Swimming pool
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet