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Ore sei del mattino, salgo sulla terrazza dell' albergo Djennè Djennò. La luce dell' alba è bellissima. Un uomo si scalda al fuoco.

After waking up on the border, snuck around and tried to set myself up for some shuts before the sun hit the horizon.

There was one tiny compound in the middle of nowhere that was just beautiful. Little did I know, the owner was home. I couldn't tell what he was saying when he finally shouted to me in Bambara, but I'm certain it was along the lines of, "Hey! Check this out!" because he bolted into a little one-room structure and came out wearing his ceremonial outfit. In broken French, I learned that he was a shaman, hired to bless (or otherwise) houses and people in the area.

After waking up on the border, snuck around and tried to set myself up for some shuts before the sun hit the horizon.

There was one tiny compound in the middle of nowhere that was just beautiful. Little did I know, the owner was home. I couldn't tell what he was saying when he finally shouted to me in Bambara, but I'm certain it was along the lines of, "Hey! Check this out!" because he bolted into a little one-room structure and came out wearing his ceremonial outfit. In broken French, I learned that he was a shaman, hired to bless (or otherwise) houses and people in the area.

After waking up on the border, snuck around and tried to set myself up for some shuts before the sun hit the horizon.

There was one tiny compound in the middle of nowhere that was just beautiful. Little did I know, the owner was home. I couldn't tell what he was saying when he finally shouted to me in Bambara, but I'm certain it was along the lines of, "Hey! Check this out!" because he bolted into a little one-room structure and came out wearing his ceremonial outfit. In broken French, I learned that he was a shaman, hired to bless (or otherwise) houses and people in the area.

After waking up on the border, snuck around and tried to set myself up for some shuts before the sun hit the horizon.

There was one tiny compound in the middle of nowhere that was just beautiful. Little did I know, the owner was home. I couldn't tell what he was saying when he finally shouted to me in Bambara, but I'm certain it was along the lines of, "Hey! Check this out!" because he bolted into a little one-room structure and came out wearing his ceremonial outfit. In broken French, I learned that he was a shaman, hired to bless (or otherwise) houses and people in the area.

We decided to overland to Dakar from Bamako after Close of Service. After arriving at the border 15 minutes after it had closed, everyone on the bus plopped down and slept right on the ground. So my first celebratory night after Peace Corps ended on a makeshift bed of my blue North Face raincoat and a backpack.

Fortunately, the morning offered one of the most beautiful sunrises I saw in my 3.5 months in Africa. Unfortunately, I had forgotten to take my camera resolution off of its lowest setting.

Waiting for the border patrol to arrive the next morning, we were pestered by the usual band of panhandling children.

I knew he couldn't understand me, but I couldn't help but chuckle and respond to the little boy who approached me (the one in front). "If you were in Guinea you'd be the healthiest kid in the village!" In most cases, that was the truth.

I shared with him a few handfulls of the trail mix I had opened for breakfast. Immediately, his buddies sprinted over--not to me, but to him. I was shocked, as pretty much everywhere else I've been, the boy would've run off, hoarding. Here he didn't think twice to share equally...well, he probably saved a little extra for himself.

We decided to overland to Dakar from Bamako after Close of Service. After arriving at the border 15 minutes after it had closed, everyone on the bus plopped down and slept right on the ground. So my first celebratory night after Peace Corps ended on a makeshift bed of my blue North Face raincoat and a backpack.

Fortunately, the morning offered one of the most beautiful sunrises I saw in my 3.5 months in Africa. Unfortunately, I had forgotten to take my camera resolution off of its lowest setting.

We decided to overland to Dakar from Bamako after Close of Service. After arriving at the border 15 minutes after it had closed, everyone on the bus plopped down and slept right on the ground. So my first celebratory night after Peace Corps ended on a makeshift bed of my blue North Face raincoat and a backpack.

Fortunately, the morning offered one of the most beautiful sunrises I saw in my 3.5 months in Africa. Unfortunately, I had forgotten to take my camera resolution off of its lowest setting.

We decided to overland to Dakar from Bamako after Close of Service. After arriving at the border 15 minutes after it had closed, everyone on the bus plopped down and slept right on the ground. So my first celebratory night after Peace Corps ended on a makeshift bed of my blue North Face raincoat and a backpack.

Fortunately, the morning offered one of the most beautiful sunrises I saw in my 3.5 months in Africa. Unfortunately, I had forgotten to take my camera resolution off of its lowest setting.

During the evacuation, Peace Corps scheduled a number of activities to give our minds a rest from wandering back to Guinea. One of the outings was to the Siby "Waterfalls". On seeing the falls from the road, our training coordinator Ousmane said, "This is not a Guinean waterfall. If you guys want to head back to the American Club and swim in the pool, I wouldn't object to it." An overwhelming number agreed with his sentiments. The falls looked more like someone forgot to give the shower valve that last good clockwise crank. We were jaded from the evacuation, and for most, an afternoon being American and playing in the pool seemed like a fantastic alternative to trekking up to see a trickle (especially since we all had seen some pretty remarkable falls in Guinea).

We were too late. An alternative "historical" hike had already been paid for. This turned out to be a blessing. Though hot, the day was beautiful. The views were the best I had seen during my brief stay in Africa. The narrow paths had been a battle ground for numerous conflicts during the span of the Mali empire.

We decided to overland to Dakar from Bamako after Close of Service. After arriving at the border 15 minutes after it had closed, everyone on the bus plopped down and slept right on the ground. So my first celebratory night after Peace Corps ended on a makeshift bed of my blue North Face raincoat and a backpack.

Fortunately, the morning offered one of the most beautiful sunrises I saw in my 3.5 months in Africa. Unfortunately, I had forgotten to take my camera resolution off of its lowest setting.

We decided to overland to Dakar from Bamako after Close of Service. After arriving at the border 15 minutes after it had closed, everyone on the bus plopped down and slept right on the ground. So my first celebratory night after Peace Corps ended on a makeshift bed of my blue North Face raincoat and a backpack.

Fortunately, the morning offered one of the most beautiful sunrises I saw in my 3.5 months in Africa. Unfortunately, I had forgotten to take my camera resolution off of its lowest setting.

We decided to overland to Dakar from Bamako after Close of Service. After arriving at the border 15 minutes after it had closed, everyone on the bus plopped down and slept right on the ground. So my first celebratory night after Peace Corps ended on a makeshift bed of my blue North Face raincoat and a backpack.

Fortunately, the morning offered one of the most beautiful sunrises I saw in my 3.5 months in Africa. Unfortunately, I had forgotten to take my camera resolution off of its lowest setting.

We decided to overland to Dakar from Bamako after Close of Service. After arriving at the border 15 minutes after it had closed, everyone on the bus plopped down and slept right on the ground. So my first celebratory night after Peace Corps ended on a makeshift bed of my blue North Face raincoat and a backpack.

Fortunately, the morning offered one of the most beautiful sunrises I saw in my 3.5 months in Africa. Unfortunately, I had forgotten to take my camera resolution off of its lowest setting.

We decided to overland to Dakar from Bamako after Close of Service. After arriving at the border 15 minutes after it had closed, everyone on the bus plopped down and slept right on the ground. So my first celebratory night after Peace Corps ended on a makeshift bed of my blue North Face raincoat and a backpack.

Fortunately, the morning offered one of the most beautiful sunrises I saw in my 3.5 months in Africa. Unfortunately, I had forgotten to take my camera resolution off of its lowest setting.

In the neighborhood around my house.

In the neighborhood around my house.

In the neighborhood around my house.

The day before I took this photo (sadly at the time I did not have my camera with me), I heard some calls of "bonjour madame!" from this building. Looking more closely, there were a large number of kids camouflaged by the poles.

In the neighborhood around my house.

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