DANCING WITH THE KING

I have been dancing with the king! For real!
Having said good bye to my parents before they were going back to Sweden, me and Almina were walking home through the pitch black streets when we heard some funky music echoing from not too far away. It sounded really good so we decided to see what was going on. We followed the sounds and saw more people doing the same and eventually we ended up at the King’s palace; PALAIS DU MORO-NABA. The Moro-naba is the king of the Mossi people but everyone was welcome to his new years party, even nazaara. No security check at the door! The band was playing with their back to their audience (?) but then I saw a small man, in front of them, dressed in white smiling and waving his hands to the music, sitting on a large throne. The king! People got up dancing and all made a train dancing around the king who stood up in the middle and looked like a child on Christmas. The cutest king ever! I want to keep him in my pocket! A great last night for Almina who was leaving the next day. Unfortunately photographing is strictly forbidden anywhere near the king’s palace so I can’t show you the party, but you can imagine!