We are in St Louis. The old colonial capital of Senegal and Mauritania. It feels much more like the parts of Africa I have visited before. More green and a lot less desert. More bright colours and headscarves and less long loose blue robes. There are lots of cumbling old buildings with balconies and grand staircases. This fits with the cities reputation as a centre for music and jazz. Obviously a lot more tourists come here than Mauritania, making it easier to get some home comforts but this is balanced out with a lot more hassle to buy t-shirts.
Anneliese is currently feeling weak and useless after a long and cramped journey yesterday without the opportunity to get any sustenance and several hours in a car spewing smoke. Ross is ok, his body has been hardened after several small illnesses and a reduction of 3 belt holes.
Once again it is very hot in this internet cafe so I will end ths post here, failing to describe the vast majority of all the crazy and beautiful things we are seeing and doing.
Anneliese
I like the sound of crumbling balconies (though please don't stand on them if they really are crumbling!), jazz and green! Make sure you both sustain yourselves soon...
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lots of love Colette (&Ian) xxx
Perhaps if you'd stayed in that internet cafe for a bit longer, it'd have been four belt holes. Your insides never did travel that well Ross, not once we were east of the Caspian, that's for sure...
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