There has been a full moon the last few nights... I grabbed my camera before I went to bed on a clear night and took a few photos. That streak is my host mom walking through the concession with her flashlight.
20 second shutter... the moon was so bright!
The homestay farewell ceremony was yesterday morning. As usual, it started 45 minutes late, so there was a lot of sit around and wait time.
My host brother Baba, me, and my host mom, Basitan
The important men of Baguineda Camp... the dugutigi (village chief) and his counsellors.
The dugutigi giving his speech.
This is unfortunately a common occurrence in Mali... if someone gets a phone call, they will answer it and have a conversation without getting up. Distraction, anyone?
The head of the women's association in the village said a few words. Demba, the man crouched down, is the homestay coordinator for the Peace Corps. He translated for us.
Because of Ramadan, they did not have any singing and dancing like we had during our welcoming ceremony in July. They gave out refreshments, American Cola (imitation Coke) and Quench (orange soda), to the people who are not fasting.
We attracted a pretty big crowd
This kid was jumping over the stream to pass the time. He got some big air!
Some of the neighbor kids wanted their picture taken.
My other host brother, Bobacar, with the two kids
We took some goodbye photos this morning before I left. The old man next to me is my host uncle, who married my host mom when his brother (her husband) died. This is a pretty common occurrence in Malian family life.
One last photo. It was sad to leave them, but I am looking forward to my next adventure at site!
