Those who have come here, even once, do not forget it so quickly you get attached to it by the charm of authenticity. Is it the welcome smile with a touch of modesty, the warm colours of the earth and the banco houses, the proximity of the desert and its almost mystical promises of renunciation? Or is it the impression of feeling like the first to love this country both close by distance and distant by its culture? Perhaps it is first of all the simplicity in everything that still prevails in daily life, uniting people in immutable gestures often from another time: the mother and her infant hanging from her breast, the young village women bowed down at the edge of the well pulling the rope at the end of which hangs the sump, the barefoot schoolboy with his notebook on his head singing on the way to school, the bush taxi crumbling under the passengers, the cola nut seller screaming "goro-goro" at full speed...
Confidential tourism :
Niger is a new country for tourism, the populations are very welcoming and not yet caught in the vice of the tourism industry specific to some other African countries. To come to Niger is to meet a people straddling white and black Africa: from Songha fishermen sailing along the Niger River to traders in their multicoloured loincloth shops, passing through the scattered Fulani, Arab and Tuareg nomads to the Saharan borders of Niger guided by pastures and water.
© Dominique Auzias & Jean-Paul Labourdette