Today the adventure begins in Bamako. First contact with a taxi that takes us to the bank. We request 10 000 FCFA for the race ! He said 1 000 FCFA farm, he laughs and we go up. After getting small cuts (we Blowin well now with our 300 tickets in the bag!), We arrive on the market. What
slap!
After a few erring in the big market, not too see the variety of goods, because we had our eyes at once everywhere and nowhere, we arrive at the crafts market. We decide to get into the business. We discover the business methods of Mali. The principle is:
MUST talk!
The seller offers a first prize, then we propose our prices (not more than one third of the starting price!). Then follows a fierce but still trading in a relaxed mind. The loggers seem relatively easy, even for small European tourists face financial experts Mali.
We also had to deal with street vendors, less pleasant, but who can still talk. We even surprised to romanticize our arguments also purchase!
Pupuce must admit that was a great help! ... Because in Bamako, the Britons have a reputation for being tough in business. We were constantly asked if we were Britons. The moment we clarify the loggers stopped net!
We here at the Museum. But first, you're hungry!
We enter the restaurant of the Museum, the AFRICAN GRILL, and choose both the WIDJILLA (lamb, tomatoes, spices and steamed bread). What can I say ?!...
- It rocks! (Pupuce)
- I, too, it rocks! (Toune)
- we! (Flies)
confess that calm returned to the restaurant we made a good crazy!
We travel the park's Museum and see some architectural miniatures of Mali.
Leaving the museum, we cross the street to a walk in a park in Prehistory. A guide a little "wacky" is catching up to us to visit "flash" site (10 minutes top chrono!). Then we take a taxi to the hotel. This is the worst we've had so far: the back of the car dancing the Lambada each acceleration! We did not have the ability to open our windows because there was no handle or lever, or dashboard, either! The people there, merely a minimum: an engine, a steering wheel and seat! We later learned that the majority of taxis are vehicles repaired briefly from Europe.
We have not taken this taxi photo, but here is another. It gives an idea of the thing! ...
On the way, we discover several scenes of everyday life in Bamako, tinged with poverty, poor sanitation, lack of hygiene, but also to "System D" anything goes. Today we would be unable to do so with the resources they have! The comfort was installed too well with us!
Finally the hotel and its pool miraculous!
After a shower and a drink, we decided to continue the adventure in an African restaurant in town. Our driver MOHAMED (we do not call again MOMO), who came to see if we were still alive after the first day takes us nicely to the restaurant ... THE SAVANA
And then we dive deep into Africa. We see the African chefs make pizzas, the background music is led by the traditional music of Joe Cocker! We have a Mojito and the joy we enjoy a glass of mint syrup with a hint of rum. Pupuce died of laughter at every event this meal!
Our plates are still to go. Pupuce chooses the CAPTAIN ALOCOS with lemon sauce (fried plantains). A DE-LICE! And I do not regret my grilled chicken with honey roast potatoes ...
It recognizes those who have a taste for adventure!
In return, we noticed that there were many people who apparently remained day and night on their market position. To believe that it is also their home! But they do not seem to have a roof here.
Another detail, seemingly typical ... Every time we say hello to a Malian this, we automatically ask: "Are you okay? "(Even if it's the only time that we speak).
Malian spirit is there: warm, generous, friendly ... and very commercial.
We also noticed that even though they have no roof, the accessory is essential ... the cell phone!
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