Foot henna! From the wedding a couple weeks ago. Most Malians, when they have this done, put some sort of rat poison on top of the normal henna to make it turn black. Preferring not to rub that shit into our skin, we did without.
This is me trying to show you what my living quarters look like. The first room is where Cari and I sleep (note my mosquito net, Mom). The second room is where we keep all our stuff, so we can lock it at night. Just in case. Each is about the size of a Keeney double, if that means anything to anyone.
I like to think that this captures some of the aforementioned Macarena dance party. Front and center is Kadya, one of the family's more francophone children.
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