Ségou-Mopti

We had a nice night in Ségou at a hotel run by an American who lived most of his life in Mali. Each room had a regional theme, and the supper--every day something different, was eaten by all the guests at the same time around the table. We put our trust in the fixer Ali who was to get us to the Festival in the Desert in Essekane. We stopped along the way in Mopti at the bank, where I ran into a Leafs fan.