La Casa del Papa
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- Swimming pool
- Free parking
- Room service
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Left Togo and entered Benin. Our first
stop was in the town of Ouidah. Here they have the restored
Portuguese slaving fort dating from 1721 which has been turned into a
slaving museum. The fort is a bit of an oddity since it was a
Portuguese enclave in the French controlled country of Benin. This
lasted until the last ...
... French woman. Camped.
3rd February The truck drove to a stilt village. I didn't fancy it, so guarded the truck with Niamh (who is down with truck sickness), Gillian and Cade. We were in fly hell! I went to a local bottleshop for our 'refreshments' - the girl working there proposed marriage. We bypassed Cotonou ('Mouth of the River of Death') to bushcamp on a palm-oil farm. It must be a good line to be in, as there were several millions pounds worth of tractors etc ...
... hours were over and we had to scramble to get their forms in with ours.
By that time it was sweltering and we headed back to the campsite.
The following day we all headed back in again. This time Drew took the coastal route which made things a bit more interesting. All along the beach were small rustic fishing villages and quite often the whole town was out hauling in the veerrryyy long nets. When we arrived at the Embassy we were told that for just ...
... with her sliced up leg, Ms Mouth had stepped into take her place. For all her faults she was more than happy to step in and help out when required and she was a great cook. Lazy girl responded by firstly cutting her finger and when that didn’t work in getting her off duty (I gave her a band aid and a rubber glove!!) she tossed down some cheap vodka and promptly got legless!! (Or not...there ...
... meeting us. He said he wanted to pay for our food and drinks as we were guests in his country. We thanked him, being quite used to profuse generosity, but assured him that we would prefer to pay ourselves. We then had a bit of chat – he asked us about our trip and how we found Benin. When he heard that we were on the bikes, and planning to cycle to Grand Popo the following day, he instantly suggested that we meet him early the next morning and that he would accompany us on ...