Famory, Sikasso Mali 2

For a moment I thought I was at home. Then I remembered where I was. As I came awake I realized that someone was rubbing my hair. I shifted and heard a stifled giggle. I looked up just in time to see Gerard and Jean dive into their beds. My Mom had made me get a fresh haircut before leaving. I guess that it doesn't matter where you are but people can't resist petting my buzz cut(sigh). I laughed and they started laughing too. We all got out of bed and went outside. We played around for a while. Famory came outside and said he was going to work. I asked if I could come. I really wanted to see what it is like. Also I wanted to see what my money went to.  We walked to the town, and then walked  around. We passed lots of interesting people. One older man was playing music, two women had a coal stand, and many other people doing things like that. Seeing another culture is so cool. Everything is so different and trying to soak it all in is overwhelming. It's like trying to listen to a conversation except that everyone is saying the words in a completely random order and not using vowels. We arrived at his food stand and I recognized it from the picture. He took a board of the front of the little shop and we sat on two stools. Then we waited for customers. It wasn't super busy but every once and a while someone would come and buy something. It wasn't like America where people would look around and decide what to buy or if they were going to buy at all. When they came in Mali, they knew what they were going to buy and they didn't waste a lot of time doing it. Famory looked happy at the end of the day. He put the board up again, and we set out. We walked a little and he pointed things out to me and I asked questions. But we decided to head home soon before it got dark. I thanked him for the day and went to sleep, promising myself I would wake up at 8:00 but when I woke and looked at my watch it was 10:00.