last weekend we rose early in Bamako, hopped on a bus before the sun rose, and arrived to the town of Ségou with time to spare at Mali’s annual Festival sur le Niger.
4 days of musicmusicmusic from the smorgasbord of cultures that thrive in Mali, from the Senegalese border to deep in the Sahara desert, from Kayes to Timbuktu. and to celebrate that musical magic, there was dancing to delight in.
around 6pm on a Friday, and under a crafty pavilion,
the musicians got the itch…
and the dance troupe got to swinging,
and they swung, they swung!
until some couldn’t keep their feet on the ground.
and others just could
the joy was palpable, the rhythms infections, and even the tiniest of onlookers showed great appreciation.