Chapter 8
Chapter 8No one was waiting for Talya at Bamako’s airport. No wonder, it was only four o’clock in the morning. Jean-Claude is still in bed for sure! She went through the same song and dance as she did in Dakar. She picked up her suitcase from the luggage belt, a reliable taxi and on to the hotel. As she pushed through the doors and entered the lobby, a huge hall actually, a foul odour hit her. The smell of urine had spread through the place. Observing the letters ‘WC’ painted over a door set into the far wall, she figured the nearby lavatory was in need of immediate attention and thorough cleaning, but she was too tired to ask any explanation from the night clerk. While he was busy filling out her registration sheet, she looked round the entrance hall. It was barren of furniture, but no
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