#MigrArt2 Arrival in Bamako
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I don't have time to understand where I find that Bamako welcomes me vorticily.
The people I meet on the street accompany me to discover their daily lives.
The first tea (Chinese) And the first eaten rice with onion soup in the large collective basin officially welcome me.
In all this wonder I try a certain anger to see such a multitude of young people slender towards progress but blocked by the geopolitical and mineral interests that bring this immense country to their knees.
A country that until a few years ago saw itself crossing far and wide by tourists and who now cannot guarantee the safety of his people.
But as it almost always happens, who has less is who gives more.
I’ve not even had the time to get aware of the place where I am that Bamako wildly hugs me.
The people I meet on the street guide me to the discover of their daily Life.
The first (chinese) tea and the first shared Rice and onion soup pot officially welcome me.
Among this amazing experience I feel a bit angry by watching bunches of eager youngsters stuck in difficoult conditions due to the geopolitical and mineral interests which deprives this huge country.
A country that had been crossed by tourists until a few years ago and now it can’t even put in safety its people.
But as often happens the less you have and the more you give.
#Migrant #travel #blog #rights #noborders #makecrepersnottwar #makecrepesnottwar #mali #bamako #art #streetphotography @ Bamako, Mali
