The melodious sounds of Djenne at prayer drifts across to the hotel from 50 Koran schools as night falls.

I have spent the day at the hotel as usual, reading a book and serving drinks if necessary, while the staff have been enjoying Tabaski with their families and friends. They returned towards the end of the afternoon, replete with the feast of their freshly slaughthered sheep.
Today there was an unprecedented number of Poles here, enjoying the Tabaski sights- the prayers at 9am, le tout Djenne in their most beautiful new boubous, strolling around and greeting their friends Sambe! Sambe! the traditional festivity greeting here.