This is Part III in a series of posts about a trip I took to Mali in 2009. Part I explains the purpose of my visit to Mali, and begins the journey; Part II gets me to Timbuktu. And now, Part III.
A woman’s bright garb provides a sharp contrast to the mud-daubed walls of the Sankore Mosque in Timbuktu.
When we left off, my traveling companion and colleague Maria Elisa and I were ensconced at our Tuareg encampment in the desert outside of Timbuktu. Night was falling. We had just enjoyed the ritual of tea—three tiny glasses of hot, strong, sweet tea consumed one right after the other. I thought that I might not sleep that night because of the caffeine, but decided to take the risk anyway. Continue reading
Quick: Which will you find more of in a fruit salad — bananas or kiwis? Hard to tell from this pie chart, right?
Children selling vegetables along the side of the road in Uganda. They were very persistent!
Drive-thrus in the United States have nothing on Uganda. Roadside vending is a major business in the “pearl of Africa” country where people buy and sell everything you can (and cannot) imagine. If there is anything the U.S. needs to catch up on, it’s having a drive-thru where I can pick up fresh veggies for my dinner and a new cell phone charger so my phone doesn’t die while I wait in traffic.