Category Archives: - Street

I didn’t like Bamako because of crazy trafic jam, air polution which gave a sore throat, laterite land which dyes all cloths red, and hustle and bustle. All those elements show me that Bamako is too far from desert where … Continue reading →

We had a heavy rain the day when we wanted to go to a grave of my wife’s mother as if heaven joinied in our tears. On a dune, under a starlit sky : 5

We were not with my wife’s mother when she died. It was too late, but finally we arrived at Bamako. On a dune, under a starlit sky : 4