Some stands were the predictable tacky souvenirs. Others were several local organisations who try to make some money by selling stuff. This varies from homemade soap to handbags and paintings.
All in all not very exciting, but a good reason to get out of the house. And what is more up to now, we hadn't seen the 'maison du peuple' (house of the people) yet.
Apparently the elephant in front of the building is a good place to have your picture taken.
In the evening there was a big concert of Floby, a well known Burkinabé rap artist, or so we were told. Because he is so popular we did not go, over 1000 people packed together in the 30 degree weather, not our thing.
Waitresses in the background with their plastic baskets.
We had a nice beer afterwards. If you have a beer here they take it you like to do some shopping, several sellers past our table; telephones, shoes, clothes, pens... we could have had it all!
Because the weather was good and it was not too late we decided to face the tourist crap sellers. All our friends with very original and authentic art for very low prices, I don't know how to bring across irony in writing.
As we were driving away a angry disappointed young man blamed us for having a car and not buying his small bicycles. The fact that we explained before that we already have several and that we can not buy something from everyone does not seem to change the rule that if you have a car you should buy his bicycles. Strange that we didn't know this rule.
Proof.
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I would love to see you ride that bike!!!!!
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