Mali Photos Three...

Looking under the canopy where I lived for 8 days and 7 nights. Actually, they added another layer of millet sacks so when you sat under the hut you had to bend your neck so that your head would not hit the roof. It was a cramped to say the least and millet sacks do not make the best of mattresses.


Same kids that have the barnyard next to their house, they were cool and liked hanging out with the Americans.

Mousha after having done some of the wash on the boat, setting it out in the sun to dry. Wet clothes dry in a matter of minutes in Mali because it is so hot and the air is so dry.

The first full day in Tombouctou we woke up and walked around the city. The light was beautiful and the city was amazing, all over the city there are these type of doors that are intimidating and captivating at the same time. The streets are all sand and the bricks buildings are all handmade and old. A historic city to say the least.

In the market in Tombouctou there are these slabs of salt that have been carried down by camel for hundreds of miles to be sold and distrbuted to points further away. One of the places I ate in Tombouctou put a salt shaker on the table with the food. I read the bottle an learned that the salt was imported from France.