The couch was a bad idea. When a thunderstorm took out the power one of the staff took it upon himself to open the front door to our bungalow, presumably to let in some of the cool air brought by the storm. However a refreshing breeze was not the only thing that made it’s way into our living room. I awoke at around 3 a.m. to a loud buzzing in my ears. I was covered in insects.
I recently decided that I should do more anthropologically minded posts, because I am an anthropologist. While I do post quite a bit about primates, I am sorely lacking in posts about cultures that western civilization may not know about. I was thinking that maybe I would do a post about the pygmy people living in the Ituri or maybe the aboriginals in Australia. Little did I know I would be learning, not only about a new culture, but a whole new country. A big country. That country is called Mali, and the main tribe of Mali is called the Bambara tribe.