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Travel Blogs from Ouagadougou
... heat almost brought us to our knees. We mozied through the wide streets toward the central areas of the city, soon arriving at the Grande Marche, that had finally been rebuilt after being burnt to the ground some 10 years earlier. It's modern exterior and warehouse like interior proved a boring place to be. All around us in central Ouaga were these new, designed buildings. It was very surprising as the country was considered the third poorest in the world. Nothing of what we had ...
... most certainly would not be advised to arrive there hungry, but rather still in anticipation of hunger. Otherwise, if you arrive already hungry, by the time they serve you what you have ordered, you may start believing that famine has besieged Burkina. Or alternately, you might want to have some extra sandwich, just in order to help you survive until your meal arrives.
Either way, if you’re in a hurry, very few of African restaurants seem to be the places to go. But then ...
... if she had returned from Ghana. She had, in fact. And she was rather surprised to hear that I had arrived in Ouaga that early. But she informed me that she would not be able to meet me before evening. I wondered if she might be willing to join me on my excursion to Gorom-Gorom tomorrow, but she said she could not go.
An hour or two later, when I had unpacked and fully settled in my room, I felt it was time to have a lunch somewhere. „Lonely Planet“ ...
... attire.....beautiful bright dresses and even the mens clothes were not dull blacks or browns.....as we entered the church we saw that everyone was up on their feet, moving, dancing, throwing their whole bodies into the act of worship....these guys really know how to have a good time in church! As we did the congo down to our seats we sung to the live band bashing out their african beats.....it was like going to a gig! In addition to the ...
... away in the sparse shadow of one tree in front of the hotel gate.
Of course, same as yesterday, people were coming up to me in hope of selling me on whatever each one of them had in mind. The bottom line was, probably each one hoped to cash in a bit on my presence there. But almost no one spoke English and for all my efforts, the French that I had dusted off so far was even worse. So I was not able to strike any sensible conversation with any of them. Of course, ...
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