Having survived the bloodletting festival that is Tabaski where the streets
run with gore... we've spent a delightful month exploring St Louis. We've both
been busy at various tasks... Carruthers building a friends campsite at Mbutu
on the shores of the Senegal River... tremendously beautiful and not a mosque
for miles! I have been filming with an interesting local chap who doesn't speak
a word of English, but we muddle through with my French.
The night before last was Islamic New Year... very different to the
debauched proceedings in Europe... here it felt a little like Halloween. Groups
of cross-dressing children call at the house and with drumming and well-rehearsed
dance routines they ask for small change and sweets.
As we write, Carruthers is packing the Rolls for a journey south to Gambia,
where draft beer, pig products and the English language await. We’re meeting
with the Mad Professor to discuss his upcoming festival of reggae music on the
beach (www.backtoafricafestival.com/).
Looking forward to a clean beach minus the dead goats, turtles and sundry junk
that one finds here. Delightful!
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| Tabaski |
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| Our friends campment at Mbutu on the Senegal River |
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| All the rest of these photos are Islamic New Years Eve.... (except for the Renault below!) |
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