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Travel Blogs from Ouagadougou
... against the door of the room next to mine. It was a little disturbing and I wasn’t sure what it was. I opened the door the next morning, and looked into the eyes of a dog with 8 newborn puppies sucking on her nipples. She was locked inside the room, which turned out to be the kitchen, the whole night and had tried to escape. Well at least I got 9 roomies, just wondering what will happen if they get bigger. I had breakfast with baguette and Nescafe ...
... the country, we reached the city Ouahigouya. This would be the last city before leaving the country and we knew we were supposed to buy kola nuts before the border. So in the city market we went in search of the nuts. The problem though, was that we had no clue about the name of the nut in french and we weren't sure how they looked. So we basically jumped in and hoped for the best. The vendors in the stalls tried to help us and pointed us toward the correct area of the ...
... it be from going to a foreign country all alone like a number of us independent travellers do?
But I didn’t do it. Once again, after Na Prisca had left, I stayed in my hotel dig and had a kip early. She said she would come earlier next morning because she was inviting me to visit her family once again. We agreed that we would have lunch in town together and go to her place after that.
And that was it. The end of my last full day in Burkina Faso. Last full day this time around, at ...
... was this big mosque, and that was where the wealthy and affluent Burkinabe showed off their glossy, new, expensive cars. There were, naturally, all sorts of street touts who swarmed around you at every step, trying to sell you on this and that. I found it the most efficient and amusing to pump everyone’s hand with a hearty handshake and an excuse:
„Later, I am very busy now.“
That invariably sent them off and everybody left in the best of ...
... 3 elderly women with big pots on their head, who couldn't speak english, but when they saw us they burst into song! All 5 of us stood in a circle in the middle of the street singing and clapping and dancing....and when they finished they shook our hands and walked off as they couldn't speak a word of English! But that is the kind of people that we are dealing with everyday....and its lovely!
Next stop Mali.....
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