Hotel De La Tapoa Niamey

so h**es how i went through 5 countries in less than a week: it all comes down to the Togo embassy; which off**s the elusive 5 country visa, which i picked up in Accra no porblem: headed to togo then to benin to meet calvin. The trip from Accra to Lome is short- only 3 hours or so. I stayed the night in a hotel right next to ...

A Niamey, il fait chaud! Mes amis Zako et Zagani m'accompagnent toute la journée pour me faire découvrir la capitale du *****, ville mystérieuse ou le blanc y est totalement inconnu. Nous descendons trav**s**, à pied, le Pont Kennedy, seul point de passage p**mettant de ralli** l'autre rive du... FLEUVE *****! 3ème plus grand fleuve d'Afrique, c'est la "machine à lav**" locale, le coin des blanchisseurs qui ...

While the hotel I stayed at in Niamey was nice, they didn't clean my room the whole time I was there. So, these weird ant-like insects were getting into my bathroom by the light above the mirror. At first, I was disgusted by it. But I became more and more fascinated by them. The were building this tunnel up the side of the wall of my bathroom. I decided not to clear it away because I wanted to watch their progress throughout ...

I'm spending this week in ***** training our accounts offic**s in our ***** and Chad office on Quickbooks accounting software. This has been a major project for me ov** the past 3 years...installing, training, and standardizing accounting software to improve the financial reporting of our offices. I'm happy to report that with this training completed, all of our offices will have und**gone the training and ...

... the street without greeting ev**y single sole I meet, and I've become friendly with my neighbours because, essentially, I've had no choice. Wh**eas h**e, I couldn't pick the neighbours out in a line-up and the only p**son who regularly greets in one of the 15 guardiens I walk past between my house and the office. Also, in Parakou I am one of, at most, 30 white people. Niamey, on the oth** hand, is absolutely crawling with white people! Having had far more significant (and well ...

... or much in the way of food. I've heard so many horrid bus trip stories from 'real travell**s' and lonely planet types that I feel like maybe now I can join their ranks, particularly now that my visa collection is growing and my passport looks nicely beat up thanks to being in a bag with a leaky bottle on the trip to Cotonou. Oh, and I've changed the mark** on the map with this entry just because I love to see new lines on my map.

... rig **upted back into life. Gaining a hold on its target it withdrew bringing forth the foreign matt**, which was exp**tly projected in a p**fect parabolic arc into the neighbouring table's ashtray. I was quite speechless for a moment before switching on my oratorical autopilot pre-programmed with standard evasive responses I've accumulated for these v**y kinds of situations. She didn't seem all that put out and instead proceeded to spend all my drink change on a range ...

... oils and then dump it into a plastic bag and hand it to us. Obviously he didn't get the whole "parfum" idea. I was laughing so hard I had tears coming down my face and amazingly so did the man. He didn't make us buy the weird concoction and told us to go with God. In Ghana, if you said you wanted something and then said you didn't th**e would be hell to pay, but in ***** it was so relaxed. Joe and I visited the National Museum, which was amazingly well put togeth ...

... village two solid days of faceless des**t away from anywh**e of note. It's moments like these that I und**stand the Muslim concept of 'inshallah', 'God willing'. Sometimes when you travel you have to place yourself at the m**cy of the univ**se and have faith in the kindness of mankind. That night, exhausted, I shared a room with two soldi**s, their weapons leaning against the walls like st**n unwritten rules. It was the most comfortable nights ...

... creatures...got to have something to rememb** them by! The sun is scorching. Cristy, Kelley, and I wipe sweat off our foreheads and necks and guzzle from our wat** bottles. No luck. Back to the car. Drive some more. Walk some more. Wait in the shade as our guide climbs anoth** tree. Success? He thinks he sees some ov** th**e! We walk back to the car, and out of nowh**e (and we really are in the middle of NOWHERE!) anoth** couple of kids come running up to the car. How could they ...