Picture: Brighton (by me, ok pioupiou?)
I feel different today in Morocco, maybe because it is Casablanca. I finally saw Chaimae after all this time. I had a good flight from Casablanca to Ouagadougou, met a guy from Istanbul who showed me loads of pictures of places he has been to.
I like the way Burkinabés speak, it is seems to be on a joyful tune, singing. I have been greatly welcomed at the airport of Ouagadougou. The city at night looked empty, desert, it was 2am. Last night, after my hosts' welcoming we went to sleep, tired of this transit I have been doing since Sunday evening actually. I slept on the terrace under a mosquito net, the night was fresh thanks to the rain of yesterday."
Parce que ce matin, je me suis réveillée, mon cahier ouvert à cette page sur mon lit, avec tous les dessins des enfants étalés.