A final goodbye to Africa, where colors dance and sing

In Bamako, furniture is sold on the side of the road. An intriguing business model

After spending six weeks in three different countries, using a variety of means of transportation, and living incredible and unexpected experiences, it’s time to say goodbye to Africa. There are more stories to tell than time to tell them. I can only encourage you to travel to West Africa yourself, and experience the incredibly rich cultures and friendly people who live there for yourself. 

Airports are not always bustling hubs of activity. Bamako airport, Mali, 2pm

I traveled in some of the most run-down taxis you can imagine

This "sept places" seemed like a luxurious ride after the coach bus in Senegal 

Boats offer another view that shows off West Africa's bright and varied palette

Shoes are the ultimate means of transportation, and can be repaired for 80 cents

Thank you for having followed my adventures on this blog, which I wrote to reflect my personal impressions, not the research I was doing on US and French security cooperation policies in West Africa and the Sahel. I learned a lot, for my research but also far beyond my policy-oriented analysis.

Among the unexpected adventures: getting my head shaved, for $1.
This was an adventure for Dada (the hairdresser) as well, and attracted a crowd

Alioune, who is one of the least lyrical men I know, once said to me that in Africa, colors dance and sing. I can’t think of better words to summarize my feelings and my adventures.

The buses of Dakar sing brightly as they ferry passengers about the city 

Senegal's flowers retain their beauty despite an unrelenting sun. Dakar, Senegal

The view from the Defense Attache's balcony. French Embassy, Dakar, Senegal

Beaches are also used by struggling families, who live here. Dakar, Senegal

The island of Goree, whence slave ships would depart for America. That it is
also such a charming village creates a startling contrast. Goree, Dakar, Senegal

The island of Goree: sand, baobabs, bright colors, and kids playing soccer.
A snapshot of Senegal

People told me my trip would change me, but I didn’t realize how right they were. These six weeks were an extraordinary adventure, far more than I ever could have hoped for, and one that would not have been possible without the grant from Georgetown University’s Security Studies Program.

During this trip, I conducted research as a Georgetown grad student,
and worked alongside upOwa's inspiring team.
Two identities, a trove of unforgettable experiences, one extraordinary adventure

So long, Africa! Until next time