Duma lives on my street and always asks how my son is, loves it when Stefan comes out with a soccer ball. I wanted pictures of kids today, and Duma will round everybody and explain what I want. He wanted me to take his picture with his friend, who is holding a two mille note, which is a lot of money for a kid to a have, he must a have been on an errand. I printed out these pictures and will give them to Duma and his friend tomorrow, I'm sure he doesn't have many pictures of himself. He's the one in the back, he's fourteen years old.
Let's go somewhere in a taxi. The taxi system here is cool. You flag one down, and if it's going in your direction you hop in. The driver picks people up and drops them off as he drives you to your destination. The price is 200 to 500 cfa, fifty cents to a dollar, to go anywhere in town you need to get. No air conditioning though, and worst of all for the American psyche, no seat belts.
Please notice the two guys to side of the road. That is what Niger is like. Everyone standing around talking to each other all the time. I love it.