Of Horses and Minstrels.
I went on a trip yesterday on the back of my friend Barry's motorcycle to inspect a couple of horses he had found for me. (Readers of this blog will have become bored by now by my endless talk and no action regarding this horse business. )We crossed the Bani river in a pirogue, then we went off cross country way into the 'brousse', so far, in fact, that the children were crying when they saw me, thinking I was a demon since they had never seen a toubab before. It was a very West African trip, full of local colour on the way.