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Tokeh Beach- Mattress on the sand paradise
... to take matters into his own hands jumped out the boat he basically swam, kicked, and finally dragged the boat to the other side. He might not have been a real captain but he had earned his small commission.
Walking down the sands at dusk with small shore crabs running for cover in the surf a kindly bloke, called Hassan, came to meet us. For a very small sum we stayed in his reed roof huts on a mattress on the sand waking up to the sound of surf ...
Christmas Sierra Leone Style
... 8217; dance in the aisle.
We were enjoying the service, but after the nine lessons came the first sermon. Then prayers. Then another sermon. The problem was that in traditional midnight mass style we had had several bottles of beer in preparation. We had not emptied our bladders in preparation. Rob had been hissing in my ear about needing the loo for an hour or so – I looked across and saw the pained look on his face and the wiggle of discomfort. ...
Freetown Dance Party
... with beers watching the game. Outside on the pavement, craning their necks to see through the window, the crowd is ten deep.
Some friends we have met here have tried to teach us Krio, the shared language spoken by 97% of population. It’s like a kind of Pidjin English and is reasonably easy to understand, but impossible to speak without sounding like, well a white middle class Brit who has learnt some street slang and is making an embarrassing attempt to use it. ...
Freetown
... from all over Africa traveled to Sierra Leone to study there. Only the stone foundation of the university remains, as a fire devastated it in 1999. Set atop a hill, provides grand views of Freetown.
Freetown Peninsula: Explore the beauty of the peninsula visiting the beaches, including, Number Two beach. A nice respite from the hustle and bustle of Freetown. As our accommodations are on the beach, no transportation is ...
The Teary End
... littlies couldn't and we tried unsuccessfully to keep them close by the shore. They were completely fearless and would just throw their little bodies into the waves, arms flailing and I would then have to fish them out only to have them dive back in again. Any attempts to try to keep order was fruitless but we all had a good time. The kids would get up on Pete's shoulders to dive off but a few of the girls would climb up then clasp their hands under his chin too scared to jump! ...


