from Mopti Mali and on the road to Burkina Faso

We went back to the hostel Sevare got cleaned up and went to see Sek. We had Sek buy us tickets to go a longer route to Bobodialasso Ouagadougo because the girls didn't want to be on anymore horrible tro tro rides. He promised that it was going to be a good bus. We then went to the Bisap cafe one more time and invited our friends from the hostel to come. The bill ended up being $70. Julia paid for it which was very nice of her. We then went on a hike to get to our bus. It wasn't the air con buses or even ones with personal seats. It was an old bus with a wooden bench in the back and rusted holes in the floor. Janine broke down this time given that it was going to be another night sleeping in the bus. She just sat down and cried. We had already paid our money and there was nothing we could do. I went to go buy water and I had to go all over town to find cold water because I had a feeling that if these girls didn't get cold water that bad things were going to happen. I felt bad for them. After going and feeling water bottles in 5 different shops I chose the coldest and came back. Things were better when they came back. They were very sweet but still pretty frustrated. I chose a window seat in the back and the girls sat by the windows also. We rode for a while and the bus was not too full thank goodness. At sun down we got out and prayed. And during the trip we stopped because of bus problems and i would pray that the bus would run. I slept some on the bus ride. Julia came back and slept and cuddled with me. The large Malian woman in colorful balck green and yellow and red sitting on the bench would push Julia if she got too close. We didn't sleep so well. We got to the Burkina border and had to wait for 3 hours. So I got out and slept in the dirt next to the families that were traveling with us who had their mats and the girls slept on the bus.