We are very well, albeit sandy.
Our Niger and Direction du Patrimoine colleagues have now arrived, so the last few days have seen a lot of tour-guiding for me.
Work continues at Birnin Lafiya, with three trenches currently active.
Thanks to the Harmattan wind, Paul has been able to fly his kite, to give us images of the site.
Alan supplemented his footage of our work with images from the gani festival in Banikoara.
This week, we have been doing a lot of surveving, and one surprise has been how many potsherd pavements are actually knocking around.
One wonders what degree of cultural continuity – if any – that indicates.
I write from a bar in Karimama (bars are good, as they have electricity), where people are watching a documentary on the destruction by erosion of archaeological sites in Tunisia. (Last time I was here they were showing the Swiss news and the burning of thew Timbuktu manuscripts so today is marginally more cheerful). Word from the Karimama street —
‘les jeunes sont dingues…’ re a story on illegal migrant across the Sahara
‘l’eau sale que les gens boivent là-bas en Somalie…’ re a story on pirates in Somalia
‘Le documentaire là est très riche… je préfère ça à des histoires de feuilleton’