WE left tamele in very good spirts not knowing what might happen. As it it turned out, we were supposedl;y ion a small sticky situation is Burkina faso, but we did not it at allm well, we heard about it it on our way north to Mali form some very anooying cadians we met on the tro tro, or bush taxi as we have had to learn to call them here. Good ol' sam was at it again, and he made a great freind as we passed the boarder who let us sleep in his tinny one bedroom house with no eletircity, and his pregnat wife in the same bed a Gill. What a guy, we wernt out dancing and met asll of his friends. we know it was bad to put so much trust in him, and he told us so later, but we have made a great frioned. he owns a small kitchen shoppe in la grand marche, doesn't speak a word of english, as we have all turned to our french side once crossing over the boarder into burkina and then into mali.
WE then arrived ion the torist oasis of Mopti, a nice little town with a resturant that served the best stake I have ever had (sorry Nick) and evey youth in the place was a tour guide or a boat man, we sdtayed for 4 nightsd but didn't do any of the tourist things because we met so many anmoyiung tour guide4s and so many anoying torists, but I do recomend the place to all of you. And that was where we had chirsmas, and santa came, gave a nice case of food poinsoning and i through all night, all day and my chiursmas we ruined, though we have been celebrating hard on all the other days, so we still in good cheer.
Then we made our way down to Ba;akoom the capital in Malim where we bought Ngoni, ther grandfather of my bes6t friend, the american Banjo. and since, we have been playing it on the street and drink a very strong african tea with an olod widower on the street for 12 hours a day.
'the lone goat stands alone on the road looking at the spirts of his fallen brothers, he knows his fatem allah needs his soul. THat is the life for him, on this the 30 december. taberski is upon us and after the bloody morning steet6 killingsm we know we will be eating mutton all day long.'
Thats how itwas yesterday, 9 oclovckm and all the steets are filled with blood. by noon, we can't ewat anymore fresh muttonand taht brings us up untill today.
:erry chirsmas (ess[ecially to mom and dad and nick) and happy new year.
PEACE amnd LOVEr
ALEX