Days 202 to 205: The Journey to Freetown
Day 202: The Wheels On The Bus Go FWAP FWAP FWAP 21 July 2009 As the dawn was breaking ahead of us (myself and two guys from my shared taxi)…
Day 202: The Wheels On The Bus Go FWAP FWAP FWAP 21 July 2009 As the dawn was breaking ahead of us (myself and two guys from my shared taxi)…
Day 198: The Approach17 July 2009Wahwahweewah. Friday! Are we still at sea? It would appear so. No sign of Dakar yet, but the GPS was insisting it was less than…
This will be my last blog entry for a little while. I leave on HMS Deathtrap tonight. I better leave you all some particulars.The name of the boat is the…
The two boats that I might have had an outside chance of getting on have said no (not surprised when I'm not there in person to charm them).I'm beginning to…
All of the stuff that was supposed to happen, all of the stuff that Mentor ‘had a good feeling about' has come to nought. Still here, with not a clue…
Still waiting on Mentor to get me on a boat. I'm sitting here in the pile of concrete, dust and junk that is Dakar, twiddling my thumbs. Maybe tonight I'll go…
I got on the internet this afternoon and GUESS WHAT?! I will have to go BACK to the Gambia because after checking my GPS, I discover that I was picking…
So Mentor and I hit the streets to find a way to Cape Verde. We go down to the beach where all the fishermen are. Mentor makes some phone calls,…
And so my journey took me to the most expensive country so far. More expensive than Japan, Norway and London PUT TOGETHER. I am talking, of course(?), about Senegal.The Sept-Place…