One of the last mornings we had to travel for a training session I was able to capture this image crossing a bridge in Basse Guinea. It has a bit more special meaning for me now because I saw fog again this week for the first time since I took this photo when coming into Conakry from Haute Guinea. I have to admit I got pretty excited to see so much water just dancing around the morning breezes. We get particles waltzing through our air in Haute Guinea, but dust is never so nice as water.
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