Uprooting your life after over a decade of calling a place home is worth talking about, but it is not really the point of this post. For one, I am tired of talking about it. For two, the permanence of this move is unclear. Someone called it a test run and that is what...
Shifting Gears Without Dropping the Transmission
Leaving Mali has always been an intangible possibility. It was something we would do eventually. Not now. One day. And it was something we planned on doing – eventually – for practical reasons. Namely, to get Bintou US citizenship and to spend more time with family. ...
A Privileged Pandemic, Coup d’Etat, Embargo, Global Collapse Life
Hey there. Time for me to peak my head out and offer some proof of life. Given global events. And domestic events. I am in the states with the family for a visit as I write this. I titled this post in such a way because despite what happens next we have had a lot to...
Caipirinhas and Spike Proteins
pulling into Assomada on the island of Santiago About 5 months ago we took a group of clients to Cape Verde on a Scoot West Africa trip. It was less of a scoot trip and more of a drinking hiking and drinking trip. That's right, we are a very versatile travel outfit....
The Biannual Personal Life Update (v.Spring 2021)
Hey there. It's been nine months since I last posted here. It feels like years have gone by, though. Given recent events, pandemic, newborn, toddler-now-preschooler, collapsed lung, I am just happy I remembered to renew the domain name. When I last wrote, we were...
All at Once: a View From Bamako, this Time with Added Political Crisis
Just when I think I can get off my regimen of valium and bush weed, 2020 drags me back in. When I last posted, we had preemptively shut down the restaurant and hotel and a group of us moved in with essential provisions. Ah, the halcyon days of early voluntary...
A View From Voluntary Lockdown in Bamako, Mali
fort architecture Some blog posts will tell you in advance how much time it will take you to read them. I am going to offer a different metric that relates to how much this post will depress you. At the moment, it sits squarely in the middle between "ca va aller" and...
End of 2019 Life Update
In my last post, I was in South Africa. I was having skin cancer removed from my forehead and we were preparing to move our hotel and restaurant in Bamako. That was 6 months ago. July and August were difficult months. The new landlord of what is now the old sleeping...
Finding a New Sleeping Camel
Background: we have a hotel/bar/restaurant in Bamako. We were evicted 6 months ago. A few weeks ago I was standing in the courtyard of a villa. There was an adolescent baobab tree a few meters away from an empty swimming pool. I started having a vision. The baobab at...
Evicted
Please get comfortable. With your drink of choice. I am enjoying some rum with bitter lemon. In 1985, Mamady Kanta sold a parcel of land in the Badalabougou neighborhood of Bamako to Gustave Bongo, son of Omar Bongo, the President of Gabon from 1967 until his death in...
Scoot West Africa
Want to travel with me in West Africa? A friend and I run scooter trips in the region. scootwestafrica.com.
Things I write about
The Great Jakarta Tour of Far West Africa Part 1: Bamako to Dakar
That time I got married in Mali
Bamako to Abidjan by bus: a chance to get intimate with the hot season
You Bring the Yam, I’ll Bring the Fire
Drawing Camels with 100 Different People in Bamako in 24 Hours
A photo essay: Bamako taxi interiors
A Cocktail Shaker and 10 meters of Fabric in Adjame Market
My sheep, sail boats on the Niger, dance contests and other photos from Mali