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Mopti: My Kind of Town

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A January 2006 trip to Mopti by HELEN001

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Quote: Mopti is 650km northwest of Bamako at the confluence of the Bani and the Niger River. It is the commercial capital of central Mali and a busy port, and is often referred to as the "tourist gateway" to Mali. It was originally a small Bozo fishing village.

Mopti: My Kind of Town

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Overview

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For me, the only highlight about Mopti was leaving the place. To be fair, like Bamako perhaps Mopti will grow on me if I were to go back and spend longer than two days there next time. During those two days however, I thought the place was grubby, littered, overcrowded and there were way too many street vendors following you about. I’m pretty laid back about hassle on the street but I started to get just a bit twitchy in Mopti because in some places you were literally mobbed by up to a dozen people simultaneously. The amount of plastic and rubbish on the riverbank near the port was astonishing – there was so much that it reflected the sun like a mirror at certain times of day and the whole place was c...Read More

Hotel Via Via

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Hotel

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Sévaré is a perfectly acceptable alternative to Mopti, 12km away, as a ‘base camp’ and the Hotel Via Via is a perfectly acceptable place to stay. The rooms are all spacious, cool in the heat of the day, and they all have showers/toilets. Camping is on the shaded patches of lawn surrounded by floriferous shrubs and plants. You can also camp on the roof of the accommodation building, but frankly I wouldn’t advise it—there are metal rods sticking out of the roof, presumably in readiness for the next floor. It’s quite a way down from the roof should you trip over a metal rod in the dark. There is also an outside toilet and shower block where you can look up at the stars as you tentatively insert individua...Read More

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Hotel Via Via
Bandiagara Road 109 near Coach Station
Sevare, Mopti, Mali
223601 51 60

Patisserie le Dogon

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Restaurant

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All we wanted was somewhere to sit and have a drink and maybe a snack—and hopefully the place would have a toilet. Most of the cafés we’d passed had more street traders than customers, so we’d kept on going. We’d heard of the Pâtisserie le Dogon, but it hadn’t been recommended by anyone, nobody had suggested it to us, and when we walked through the door, we were not under duress to do so. I also realise that the issue of taste, in relation to one’s food as well as aesthetic values, can be a very personal matter, and that just because the Pâtisserie le Dogon served what I thought was the worst cup of tea in Mali doesn’t mean that I am necessarily right. I concede that many people may enjoy the sensatio...Read More

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Patisserie le Dogon
Off Ave du Fleuve
Mopti, Mali

Take a Ride

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Story/Tip

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After watching yet another stunning African sunset, this time however enhanced by reflections from the discarded plastic bottles by the port in Mopti, we realised that we were going to be late getting back to Sévaré. Part of the day in Mopti had been spent shopping for food, some of which was for that evening’s meal. As we had travelled from Sévaré to Mopti in a bâché accompanied by a number of goats and chickens we opted for a taxi back on the grounds there would be more room for our bags and less chance of our dinner being eaten during the ride. There were no taxis cruising round the town and we were directed to the taxi rank which was near the police station on the road to Sévaré. It was the very s...Read More

Messing About on the River

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As far as I was concerned, a nice relaxing 3 days lounging in a pinasse on the Niger River was going to be a bit of chill-out time—catch up with ‘the diary’, write a few postcards, read, and watch the world go by. Conserve my energy for Timbuctou and the Festival au Desert. I think most of us felt like that as we slid away from Mopti towards the delta region. We pointed out every boat, every fishing trap, and every village. We saw the most amazing variety and number of unfamiliar and beautiful birds. We took our first tentative steps along the narrow wooden ledge (strake) running the length of the boat so we could use the precariously positioned toilet cubicle at the stern. We ran aground. Nearly ever...Read More