Hotel Cap Ouest
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... the chance, mind you the places we store it is surprising, like those spare wheels at the back of the truck, they are full of wood, a hold under the truck is full of wood, we keep bits of tinder all over the place as well, nope you can keep your cooking on gas, give me a campfire anytime)
11 December Senegal
We found a really good bush camp, flat and dry, everyone was happy with it, plenty of fire wood, they soon got a decent fire going
During our ...
... better acquainted with the town. You guys don't want to hear about my beach trip, but I do highly encourage everyone to read up the history of Goree Island. Just briefly, it was the last passage back during slavery times where slaves were held before they were sent to the Americas. Name dropping real quick, Nelson Mandela, Obama, and Pope John Paul II have all visited. So, yes, I think you should all check it out and then when I get back I can show ...
... hawkers but we just shrugged them off.
Our next visit took us up a winding path along uneven ground; you really had to look where you were putting your feet or risk stumbling on the stony terrain. When we arrived at the top we had excellent views over to the mainland, but the main attraction was a large gun turret and a pair of big guns with 8” barrels; apparently this was where the film The Guns of Navarone was filmed.
... 4pm, 6 hours later and it was BLUE! I was so ****** off I decided to cracking open the beers and sulk.
We found a bush camp nearby and our cook group started on a tuna pasta bake. Unfortunately due to me having a few to many vodkas I managed to slice a chunk out of my thumb and spent the next hour trying to stop it bleeding. Luckily we have a nurse, Carolin, on board who fixed me up. Not long ...
... even here, to you, but even though I know logically that my ridiculous force-fed representations of Africa kindly provided by the US media are nowhere close to accurate, all I have to run off of are some random stories from Kevin, and the stereotypical image of “struggling poor African”. I just want to be there already so I can start forming my own concept of what it’s really like there.
We arrived in the middle of the night – 2 am. When I stepped ...