Anyways, I arrived at 1am in Bamako, where the temperature was still 32 degrees celsius (89.6 farenheight) and humid. At first none of my bags were coming! But then, they explained that the belt was broken and more luggage was coming. So I got both of my bags, no problem! Then I walked out the door and saw my wonderful sister! It was a sweet reunion :).
Back at the hostel, we have a single room with two beds and mosquito nets. There are common bathrooms with real toilets! That's one thing I am worried about, using the "nyegen" which is a hole in the ground...
In the morning we woke up and ate a western breakfast at the hostel (sausage, steak, eggs, tomatoes, baguette, and hashbrown!) and took our malaria medicine! We met some interesting folks in the dining area and chatted with the Malians about a lot of things. Jade is teaching me some Bambara and about cultural things as well.
One thing that really strikes me is how dark everyone is. I am really light here. They stare at me (but not in that obvious and obnoxious way like they did in China) and call me white "tubab"(bambara) or "blanche" (french). However, someone also told me today that I look like I have Malian or West African roots. I've only been here one full day, and I've had two Malians ask me what country my roots are from. They don't take it very well when I say that I don't know or have no idea. It's interesting to see how important your origins probably are here. But alas, I really only know about as far back as my great great grandparents. That's all I've got. Sigh.
Oh! They have lizards here! That's probably been my favorite thing so far. They are SOOO funny. They stop in the middle of the ground and they make a push-up motion over and over. It is hilarious to me. I must look pretty dumb snapping pictures of lizards but they are soo interesting to me! And they are multicolored. There are even maize-and-blue lizards :) No lie.
We went to a "tubab" store today, and it was soooo expensive. Cheese was like 20 dollars. Yogurt was like 16 bux. Chocolate bars were like 8 bux. Tortilla chips, $12...It was just unreal.
We left the hostel and walked around to go buy water and fruit in the markets. Not gonna lie, the city is relatively awful. The part of the city we visited was very dirty, underdeveloped (no real buildings), fly-infested, and full of trash. I see now that I was spoiled when I was in China, cause I was thinking it was lacking, but that's no comparison to here. Jade says there is a nice part of town somewhere near the Peace Corps office, so maybe I will have more positive things to say about the city? I don't feel negatively about the city, but I am just being brutally honest. I've seen abject poverty in Morocco in patches, but this was more extreme than that. Jade also says that the villages are nicer because they are less crowded. I can understand how that could be true. We are leaving the city to go to her village tomorrow. I am sooo excited! I can't wait to see all of the people she has been talking to me about. Also, she is going to buy chickens for my arrival! I guess there will be a little party :).
Well I won't really have reliable internet access outside of this hostel, so for now, I say goodbye and I'll blog when I can!