On my first blog entry, I think I was still thinking about having been almost ripped off at the market, Bill actually had a pick pocket take his wallet. But rather than have that leave you with the impression this is not a nice place, on the contrary it very much as in people are extremely kind! I chalk that up to anytime you get into a public market, you risk the thief trying to make a living by stealing. But I don’t think Madagascar is any different from any public space in that sense. People are warm and wonderful always willing to talk and say Salama!

We head to a wood carving factory this morning, on the road shortly…