I opened the Waaw door to the street this morning at 6am to find three talibes sleeping on our doorstep - probably ages 9 - 12. They got up to let me pass but 45 minutes later when I returned they were still there sound asleep. I had restless sleep last night dreaming of the chaos on the streets - the talibes begging for food, the vendors tugging at you to buy. The three young boys sleeping on the hard concrete of our doorway just adds to the emotional conflict I am experiencing here.
The dust is so thick in the air that even though the sky is clear there is no sign of the sun and no shadows yet. Just a murky haze. My intention is to photograph some of the wonderful buildings, so,short of ideal light, I will take photos anyway.
The old part of St. Louis, an island in the middle of the Senegal River, is a UNESCO world heritage site. Some renovation is taking place but most buildings are decaying. Nevertheless, the beauty of their details still comes through.