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... so the flames leap up and turn that one eye's vision red and then black." The reader cannot but admire the scientific objectivity of these observations.
The Orenda was selected by "Canada Reads" as a book that should be read -- the idea being, I thought, that it would be good for you, or for society, or both. If I am typical (and there is no reason why I should be) I don't see how this book will help. Admittedly, there is probably a spiritual ...
... so you could catch some of the music - so it wouldn't be a place I would return, but most of our group loved it, so I'm the odd woman out on this one...
At last I feel that I've reached the REAL Africa. I'm not sure if you have preconceived notions of Africa like I have discovered I have, but I LOVE Burkina Faso! It is not a Muslim country (although there are Muslims here), so we aren't awoken at 5:30 am every day by the call to prayer. The ...
I'm in Ouagadougu (which surely ranks in the top ten of awesome capital names) where everything is closed between 11h and 15h, they type with French keyboards and they eat BAGUETTES which defo beats Ghanaian tea bread (sweet and always slightly stale). I had one of those 'bad travel days’ on Wednesday for the following reasons: - Ben, a German medical student doing his elective in Kumasi who was planning on joining me on this Burkina Faso/Mali ...
... that hungry yet, but people tend to get hungry if they go on without food long enough. I wondered what would be the case with me this time.
But to her credit, she arrived surprisingly soon. In an hour or so, which was perfectly fine with me. I suggested we go to that „Jardin de l’Amitiť“ restaurant again, where we had already dined recently. She didn’t mind and that was it. She insisted on going by her bike which I ...
... Ouaga. There is a rich outcrop of granite in Laongo where artists from world over gather to sculpt. It was quite a filmy ride there. It was a Sunday so there was not much traffic - just me, my shades and the road. I felt as if the road was trying to communicate with me (or may be it was the extreme heat messing with my head). The conversation was soon over when my moto broke down! I spent half an hour in the scorching sun to fix it without success. Fortunately there was a village ...