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Africa » Mali » District of Bamako » Bamako September 4th 2009

Hallo, Toch maar een blog haha, op het toetsenbord zit geen punt, dus bij deze is dat : Ik ben via Casablanca naar Bamako gevlogen: Ik heb vanaf het vliegveld een trein genomen naar een buitenwijk van Casablanca (het centrum was de bedoeling): Ik vond de stad heel bijzonder, hitte en uitgeputte mensen die nog de laatste etenswaren kopen bij stalletjes langs de weg voor het breken van het vasten (het is Ramadan), uitbundige bloemen in de tuinen bij gekleurde huizen, palmbomen en vooral heel veel leven: Maar nu ben ik in Bamako: De reisgidsen omschrijven het als een typische Afrikaanse stad: En inderdaad als ik er loop of ik de taxi zit, dan herken ik veel dingen die ik op tv heb gezien over Afrikaanse steden: Zie de 2 foto s: Heel veel stalletjes (van ... read more
zaken district in Bamako
Auberge Anka So Bamako
Auberge Anka So Bamako living

Africa » Mali » District of Bamako » Bamako June 29th 2009

Well Yousouf is quite the quite the partier! His lawyer friend Arnaud took me to a bar where Yousouf met us after picking up Anil and the Nigerian kid, Raymond, we’d met the night before. We proceeded to pound ’em back on Yousouf’s tab (including supper). It was the most I’ve drank since Canada! I was somewhat loaded --- man my tolerance is low! Anil also hooked Anil up with someone in Djenne. We should meet up again on Saturday night in Mopti. Today I’m hungover. I went to a very good museum (Musee Nationale), but got hustled out of 5,000 CFA. The guy was good! American accent and all…oh well not too bad. Just don’t trust anyone speaks English! Going to see a cora concert tonight. Also I saw a monkey head at the fetish ... read more

Africa » Mali » District of Bamako » Bamako June 28th 2009

The bus trip finally ended after some more great hospitality (the guy next to me shared his dinner with me and let me use his cell). The Malian boarder guards want plenty of bribes. We had to pass a hat around the bus to collect for them. It was too late when I arrived to get a hold of Baidou’s uncle Yousouf who’s supposed to look after me, so I spent last night in a hotel. I slept until 12:30 as I was so tired! I then moved to a dorm room where I met an American Anil and a Japanese guy (who’s on a 4+ year bike trip!). Anil and I are the same age and get along well. We are supposed to hike Dogon country together. Today after I failed to get a five ... read more

Africa » Mali » District of Bamako » Bamako June 20th 2009

Kurzes Update: noch immer mali, noch immer bamako. mehrere erfolglose versuche mit meiner visakarte an geld zu kommen, die einzige bank wo das moeglich ist hat freitag mittag zugemacht. heisst also zwei weitere tage bamako. und dann montag mittag so schnell wie moeglich (was hier in mali wohl so ziemlich alles heissen kann) weiter in richtung conakry. gestern abend gabs unglaeubige blicke als ich von meinen liberia-plaenen erzaehlt habe..ich bin gespannt was auf mich zukommt! heut abend ist getting together mit den couchsurfern bei denen ich im moment bin, bei einem super unsympathischen franzosen, dem ich bis jetzt noch kein wort englisch entlocken konnte. seltsamer typ. dafuer mit chauffeur, villa und pool. anfang zwanzig. manchmal trifft es echt die falschen..... die naechste nachricht kommt dann hoffentlich aus guinea!!... read more

Africa » Mali » District of Bamako » Bamako April 21st 2009

Two and a half weeks removed from Senegal, I admit feeling rather disinclined to document our vacation there. Not that it was not a great time. The weather was terrific (about 20 degrees cooler than here), the nearly deserted beaches of Popenguine and Toubab Dialaw were fabulous, and even the pushy vendors of Dakar could not detract from its cosmopolitan flair. But something about returning to noisy, dirty, smoggy Bamako felt good, familiar. Of course, I’m ready for another vacation at this point. There have been a couple of noteworthy developments since our return. For one, we have found ourselves as the unwitting employers of child laborers. It sounds bad, I know, but it is not what we intended. When we came back from Senegal, Nora’s laundry lady came to use immediately with two electricity bills ... read more
Our beach-front palace in Toubab Dialaw
D'oh! Can't remember the name of this slave island
At the top of ____ slave island

Africa » Mali » District of Bamako » Bamako March 18th 2009

Nora chided me the last time she read my blog for always claiming shock at how long it’s been since my last entry. It’s a genuine sentiment, though. Perhaps I’m easy to shock, or perhaps the notion that I have of myself as a regular blogger is woefully misplaced. In any case, wow, it’s been a long time since my last entry! When I look back over the past three weeks, one of the only defining things that comes to mind is the heat. It is ridiculously hot these days! Hundreds during the day, 80 degrees at night. As it gets hotter and hotter, my sleep is becoming less and less adequate. For the past two nights, I’ve woken up sweating to the point that I have gotten up to take a cold shower. That usually ... read more

Africa » Mali » District of Bamako » Bamako February 9th 2009

The 11 hours on the bus are not uneventful. The entire bus area comes to life after 6:00 AM. So many people--vendors of every possible description, selling some of everything under the sun. Speaking of sun, there is not much. We finally get going about 8:00 AM. The countryside is a mix of very busy villages along the road and open country. Lots of making of food, and and donkey carts going by with wood and vegetables. Many goats--I think I see a goat being grilled--the whole thing. I doze in and out. About 1:30 we make a stop for 10 minutes in the midst of a most chaotic village. Little shacks are everywhere. There are food sellers--fruits, nuts, baked goods, bread, meat, carrots, etc. Loads of little kids. It's crazy busy! I had to find ... read more

Africa » Mali » District of Bamako » Bamako February 8th 2009

I felt the rains down in Africa, so says the song. Here we are at the airport in Casablanca, awaiting our flight to Bamako and it's raining. It's 10:30 PM. We've been here since 4:05 PM this afternoon. We left Amsterdam at 1:25 PM. Royal Air Maroc was it's own experience--though not a bad one. It was just a bit of cattle call loading--Southwest Airlines was orderly by comparison. No one was listened to the gate agent about loading by rows, and the one bag carry on rule was not close to being enforced. Thomas pushed me (literally) to push my way on as well. Welcome to Africa! The crowd was a mix of western tourists, American Christian volunteers, Moroccan families, Tuareg families--quite beautifully and colorfully attired, and other African peoples. The 737 took off and ... read more
bus station in Bamako, Mali, 4:30 AM
bus schedule and price list

Africa » Mali » District of Bamako » Bamako January 22nd 2009

I realize that it’s been quite some time since my last entry, and though I have been quite busy in that interim, when I catalog the events of those weeks, only a few things stand out. But, boy, do they stand out. More on that in a bit. Since my last writing, I’ve been up to my ears in research. I’ve received over a thousand pages of questionnaire data from collection here in Mali, which represents not quite half of what I will end up with. I’ve also been collecting online survey data from students back in the U.S., and with the beginning of the spring semester, I’ve been working with students on three projects that I’m coordinating at NCSU. Finally, I’m on the cusp of beginning focus group data collection, which hopefully will be a ... read more

Africa » Mali » District of Bamako » Bamako December 22nd 2008

After what has felt like a short amount of time in Bamako, I’m headed off early tomorrow morning to Mopti (a 10-hour bus ride), where I’ll meet Nora, who has been in Tominion. The next day, Christmas Eve in fact, we’ll head off to Hombori (a 4-hour ride) together to meet our friends, who are visiting from Durham. I know that I have expressed it repeatedly, but I can’t say it enough just how unbelievable it is that it’s the winter holiday season back home. The sense of timelessness here is so thorough that I often have to pause and consider the date just to make sure that we’ve only been here for 3 months or that we only have 7 more months to go. It makes it especially hard to shake off dreams of being ... read more




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