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      <title>Burkina Faso 2011: diario di viaggio dei primi 4 giorni. #12scatti</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;As last year, my mother and her partner went to Burkina Faso to visit the current state of the wells built together with the association &lt;a href=&#34;http://www.12scatti.org&#34;&gt;12 Scatti per l&amp;rsquo;Africa&lt;/a&gt;, which I have already told you about in this &lt;a href=&#34;http://nhaima.org/2010/12/13/noi-pozziamo-e-tu/&#34;&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;I have to admit I regret not having thought earlier to explain to her how Twitter works, so she could tell the story live as she was experiencing it. So I decided to do it for her.&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;I relay on Twitter what she tells me via text message :) in real time: the moment she writes to me I write to you, because I like the idea of making you part of this, of giving you a real firsthand account from the field :) I decided to use the hashtag #12scatti as it recalls the name of our association.&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;Life in the villages of Burkina Faso is not easy at all; my mother and her partner (last year they were four, this year just the two of them) are staying at the nuns&amp;rsquo; establishment, which also has a hospital and an internet connection through which my mother managed to send me the travel diary of the first few days and a photo!&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;I decided to post the travel diary, written jointly, just as it is in its entirety :) with the typos, the perhaps misspelled village names, and the table of wells to visit; complete with Massimo&amp;rsquo;s irony and my mother Rita&amp;rsquo;s sensitivity :)&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;Here and there you will find small notes written by me, simply to explain what is being mentioned :)&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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