This was the view from my hotel window the first morning in Madagascar.  It speaks for itself.
The first three weeks of the program have been a blur of classes, getting to know people and exotic excursions.  The first day a traditional Malagasy song and dance troupe came to our hotel in the afternoon. They played drums and flutes and sang in the almost shouting Malagasy style, the men and women dancers doing a sort of call and answer to each other.