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... 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 ...
... I stood up and kind of roamed around to stretch my legs, which in translation meant that I was taking pictures in secret, But that wasn’t as much fun as it would have been if I had been able to safely count on leaving at a fixed time, whenever it would be. So after a few pictures I stopped.
People gathered only gradually. You could by no means claim that this was a rush on the Koro-bound taxi. Rather it was more like a trickle. A passenger ...
... br> In „Le Fleuve“ my friend Ibrahima was still up. He was visibly happy to see me and I was glad to see his friendly face, as well. One of the friendly receptionists, the one on the night shift tonight, was also there. I told them that Barbara was my friend and that she’d like to have a room in „Le Fleuve“. What kind of room?
„The same kind as you’ll give him,“ she answered simply.
... 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 ...
... bustle. An odd stray mongrel lazily watched the whole event with half interest at best, mostly just lying there, usually hardly motivated to as much as pop an ear. It could’ve been the most unusual day as usual as I had witnessed so far.
Opposite side of the Boulevard de l’Indépendance was in a way as busy and enchanting as this riverbank. At regular intervals side streets branched off the Boulevard de l’Indépendance, away from the river, and they might have ...