Sunday, January 21, 2007
Wodaabe
Believe it or not, Parker and I ended up having our own private concert outside the city. It helps that we have become fast friends with a documentary film maker, and were able to use my Fulani connections here to put together a concert for him to film. We happily sat in the sand with the women and watched the men get ready and then sing and dance for hours. Bouncing babies on our knees and bemoaning the fact that no one was making us tea, we had an incredible day and are now professional "grips."
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