
Okay, I admit it: I didn't think this was a real place. Well, not only is it
real, it's got a fun history.

According to TimbuktuFoundation.Org, there was an old Tuareg woman who lived by a well in the area "called Tin Abutut who stayed at the well. In the Tuareg language, Tin Abutut means 'the lady with the big naval.' With the passage time, the name Tin Abutut became Timbuktu." (Or Tombouctou if you're French.) How many towns can boast being named after someone's belly button?

Another interesting tidbit I found was that it was not until the 20th century that a European or American actually went to and returned from Timbuktu. How fortunate that Ibn Battuta (1304-1368) went there and had been able to put it on one of his maps!
Sadly, Timbuktu is one of the poorest spots on earth, a mudbrick and tent settlement on the edge of the Sahara with people who struggle daily for existence. The mosque in the photo above is built of mud, a testament to the importance of worship in the lives of those who live there.

The desert has such stark beauty! How can something so spare be so stunning?