NIGER
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When the light of the campfire merges with that of the setting sun which disappears in the distance behind the "Bagzan", we stop talking, we know that a day of walking is over and that the coolness of the night will soon envelop us.
I like the colours of the desert, the faces we meet, the villages we cross, I like this rocky terrain or this sand that leads us to breathtaking landscapes, where the bare essentials become the rule, where nothing is missing, I like to walk with the essentials in my bag and in my head, slowly, at last, everything gets back to its rhythm, everything gets back to its place...
I like the colours of the desert, the faces we meet, the villages we cross, I like this rocky terrain or this sand that leads us to breathtaking landscapes, where the bare essentials become the rule, where nothing is missing, I like to walk with the essentials in my bag and in my head, slowly, at last, everything gets back to its rhythm, everything gets back to its place...