Day 252: Exit Planet Dust
Setting off again at dawn, I found the shared truck for Dolisie (the junction half way to Congo’s capital city, Brazzaville) actually left early. I had to run to clamber…
Day 251: The Overlander
In a trend that will no doubt continue for the rest of the month, I got up at 5am only to find that there was no transport to the Congo…
Day 222: TCHAD!
The train arrived at 7am in the central Cameroon town of N’Gaoundéré and, if we were VERY lucky, we could make a border hop to Chad today and get back…
Day 221: Monsooner Or Later…
After a couple of hours of shuteye, it was back on the case for your favourite ginger wanderer here. We left the house in search of Liberty (Yaz’s mate, not…
Day 220: Glastonburied
Roland woke me up by firing up his little generator outside the hut. The lights came on and so did the telly. Wow we take electricity for granted. I got…
Day 219: Thunder Road
At 6am, Tony kindly dropped me off at the nearby taxi rank and before too long, I was sitting under a flyover in a minibus with a guy named George…
Day 218: Nigeria, Solo
After getting to the hotel, I had worked for an hour or so on getting a video speech for my mate Michelle’s wedding uploaded onto YouTube, so it was light…
Day 215: Ben In Benin
An exceedingly frustrating day – first up, the Niger embassy was closed because it’s Independence Day over there at the moment. It’s going to be closed tomorrow as well. So…
Day 209: His Darkest Days
The popcorn was sweet. Just like Sierra Leone.I sprung out of bed at the unholy hour of 4am, because that’s when I heard that the bus left for Monrovia, the…
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)…