Mali means “hippopotamus” in the local language.
Its capital, Bamako, means “river of crocodiles”. True that the Niger river crosses it as the lifeline of the zone, but there are no more crocodiles there.
The sisters have a veeery big school. Big in size and in dimensions. Their house is big too. Everything is big there so the air will flow as it gets pretty hot.
Bamako is small, brown but still with a lot of vegetations and the sweetest watermelons I have ever tasted in my life. A bit more north we have the Sahel where the Islamist problem is now and then passing Timbuktu are the Sahara sand dunes.
Malians are more reserved than the other West Africans I have met, but when it is about dancing, they don’t hold back! Specially the grandmothers!!