2009-09-12Eight strangers, six days on a small pirogue in the Niger river. Downstream from Segou to Lac Debo in the Niger Delta. How that came to be cannot be explained in three sentences. About two weeks ago, I was at a restaurant with my boss Eva and her family. Her friend Werner and his … Continue Reading ››
2009-08-21It is strange ... I take a walk in the late afternoon in the embassy and aid agencies district in Bamako, Mali. The living standards are a little higher than those in the city center, on the other side of the Niger River. I walk along the … Continue Reading ››
2009-08-20I visited downtown Bamako on Sunday. The market was amazing! It was crowded, colorful and loud. Just what I like! It was even more interesting than the markets in Syria and Turkey. You can find everything there: meat, wooden articrafts, gold, a mix of … Continue Reading ››
2009-08-21Bamako. Mali. Africa is not at all what I expect. I don't know what I expected really. Perhaps the desert, starving children on the street, illness ... AIDS as a man with the famous red ribbon instead of a head. I … Continue Reading ››
I felt like Columbus, unaware of the obstacles and the extent of the odyssey ahead of us. Our presumption being our curse. The children chasing after us, asking for money, pens or food. We marched through the town of Debark, where the journey had started. Accompanied by the scout, Ali with … Continue Reading ››
2009-10-02The Niger river is a main artery in Mali. It provides food on the boats that sail by and carries away goods to be sold. It waters the crop and cleans both clothes and people.
The Niger also provides for building materials. Along the banks of … Continue Reading ››
2009-08-21During my internship at an NGO in Bamako, Mali, I had the opportunity to speak with a couple of people about the economic and health problems in Africa. One thing I found particularly interesting: A prevalent problem in this part of the world is that after harvest the farmers sell their crops at … Continue Reading ››