thoughts, emotions, memories have raced through my being- perhaps the most myriad of them all in a period of 3 days as the buses, wagons, cabs rattled on, like the gypsy tambourines, on dusty country roads of the dark continent.
words lost their magic power in this journey- most of them were misunderstood. smiles worked and i am in bamako, mali after a three day journey- i traveled a great distance on different planes- thanks to the kindness of strangers who became friends.
It’s a day to give thanks and I have a lot to be thankful for.
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Are you in Mali yet?
yes!! after 3 days of buses and station wagons!! yay
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