The best part about not making plans is that you don't have to change them. On the way to Boromo, we passed a dirt road. Marc asked where the road went, and there we were off instead to Gaoua, a town towards the Cote D'Ivoire border. Its modest museum thoroughly explains the traditional lives of the Lobi and Gan who occupy the southwestern part of Burkina Faso. A visit to a wood carving or basket weaving village means that they put on display the various crafts made for tourists in hopes that you'll make a purchase. I finally gave in and bought a simple basket.
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