Never been more excited about the 4th of July. But today we made banana pancakes in the morning (which required a great deal of effort to find ingredients) and we’re heading to a BBQ at the American Club for food that doesn’t involve a giant bowl of rice with a fish bone sauce poured on top.
Speaking of being an American… So far the cab drivers have been the most politically interested people I’ve met in Mali. After the not-so-subtle questions about who I’m traveling with and who else might be here in Mali, (translation are you married) they always ask how I feel about Obama. After I confirm that I’m a fan, they loosen up and start talking about how disappointed they are in the US dollar.
We took a sotrama (green bus filled with flies and about 20 Malians) to visit the Grand Musee yesterday. Even though the concert we were trying to go to ended up being canceled, we got caught in an amazing rainstorm and had baobab juice (just like le petit prince!) at the museum.
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