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Train
line lies between two of West Africa's greatest capitals, the
filthy, fast, fickle and fantastical capital of Senegal, Dakar
and the dusty, proud and stately capital of Mali, Bamako. It
is a journey in excess of 1500 miles and 50 hours. I
could sense the relief. I could hear the vibrant bustle of people,
fruit and color outside. Our destination was upon us. Mali,
and a sand colored kingly palace of rough and intricate Sudanese
design rose out of the desert sands, like a baobab that had
been growing there for thousands of years. |
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