Saturday, January 19, 2008


Bamako is a dusty, hot capital city. It attacks you immediately.

For that, I was thankful. Good to be back in the thick of things.

Modern(-ish) buildings and corrugate shanty-town roofs.

Clogged paved roads and bumpy dirt tracks.

Cars and heaps of batetred green sotramas jostle amidst pull-carts and donkeys.

These are just a few images...

1 comment:

  1. Dear Mr. Neil,
    What were in those big white bags? I guessed that they were beans. Mom guessed that they were rice. What was the post office called in Mali language? Did you go into the post office? Did you need to?



An inveterate traveler, who has explored all seven continents, Neil centres his freelance writing today on travel.
Published work includes travel writing in The Globe and Mail, The Toronto Star, The Buffalo News, Travel Scoop and The Wonderful World of Budget Travel. Featured destinations include: Toronto, Ontario; Niagara-on-the-Lake, Ontario; Amsterdam, Netherlands; Qufu, China; Oaxaca, Mexico; Jersey, Channel Islands; Trans-Siberian Express.
Neil’s photography focuses on finding images of the worlds he visits that capture the essence of “place”. Whether photographing landscapes, archaeological sites or locals, the goal is to make a picture emotive of what brought one there.
Photography has been published in Camera Canada, Foto Flash, Minolta Mirror and travel publications, as well as displayed at gallery exhibits in Toronto.