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Met de boot naar Youwarou
... overdreven klefheid te negeren en genoot van de koude wind op mijn huid.Terug aan wal namen we een scooter naar het huis van een broer van Moulaye, waar we onze tentjes opzetten op het dak en vervolgens met z'n alle gingen eten. Ik kletste wat met de Spaanse en we keken naar geweldige tele-novelas. Hilarisch!Rond negen uur besloot ik dat het genoeg was voor de dag. Ik nam een welkome douche en ging naar bed. De sterke wind trok door mijn muggennettent. Ondanks de deken en mijn ...
Nice surprise
... elusivity like Timbuktu. What it does have though is authenticity. In many places, it is difficult to rub away the veneer that tourism has painted and really observe and engage with the society and peoples I, as an ironic tourist, encounter. Although there seems to be more people who own boats than there are actually boats, the hassle here is easy to shake off and is not unpleasant. Consequently, it is much easier ...
Mopti, January 12, 2009 - Monday
... minutes or so. At that rate, I could easily still be stuck in Mopti for the next two or even three hours.
Guele noticed my unease. So he came up with a suggestion:
„If you want, you can pay for more seats and then you can go immediately.“
When he suggested that, we were still waiting for two more passengers. I readily jumped on his proposal and he clinched the deal for me. I paid another eight thousand CFA francs, in ...
Mopti, January 11, 2009 - Sunday
... and that was it for them. Marianne and her son also seemed to already have a place where they hoped to find a kip. So they followed in short order. Barbara was the only one who had previously stayed in Sévaré. But to my relief, she didn’t hold any emotional attachment to the place. In fact, she too was too tired to go there at this late hour. So she decided to try to find a room in the „Le Fleuve“ hotel where they had been awaiting ...
Voyage to Timbuktu: (the real adventure BEGINS)
... million Pakistani’s was kidnapped. More seriously, I had realized from my travels so far that the news usually exaggerates the situation on ground and that did seem to be the case there as well. All the locals in Bamako and Djenne had assured me that the safety warning were no more than rumours. Nevertheless, this was a concern in the back of my head.
Ali had accompanied me throughout up till now. There were a couple of things I needed his help with before he ...