My notebook is starting to smell really funky. Something not quite unlike the CFA and Cedi notes here. A combination of sweat, dirt and human greed, I guess. Not particularly pleasant, anyway.
It’s the notebook that I used when doing my transect walks in Ouahigouya and Kaya. According to my ethics review, I’m supposed to hand over my notes to the Sahel project once I’m done with my thesis, but I don’t think anyone will want to touch this notebook after all it’s been through.
But it will get an honorable funeral, I can promise you that.
Katja Malmborg 