
#15 Mali , Pay Dogon , my bed under the stars
We arrived at this village for the night. The moment I stepped into the "windowless mud room" i was overwhelm by the musty smell.." can I managed tonight?" I wondered to myself. " plod plod" I heard something dripping on my bed.. I found out it was the mud dripping from the room because of the rainy season, that was the final straw
I request to have my room moved " and they made our mattress up on the roof by tying the mosquito net with some sticks.
I will never forget this night.
Generator stops working at 8pm.. i laid on my mattress in total darkness and looked up into the sky full full of stars, silence except for the soft music coming from a beat up battery operated radio, soft murmur of vocies from people gathered around below exchanging stories, torchlights bobbing in the night.
I remember wishing I had someone to share this beautiful night with and the memory will be with me forever
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