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... motorbikes driving around. Whole families ride on them and often the women have their babies strapped to their backs as they hurdle down packed roads! It was so cool!
That night we packed for the desert! We left bright and early the next morning and drove 6 hours all packed into two trucks and a car without air conditioning. There were many pee breaks on the side of the road (remind me to tell you some great stories!) and we saw all the ...
... tribe). Oh, and did I mention that the temperatures have gone from almost freezing to the high 30's??? (Be careful what you wish for...) - they are at the start of their hot season. Of course, I love heat, so I'm loving every moment!
BF is definitely living up to every picture I had of what the real Africa is like. It is a very rural country, in every sense - filled with countless women with babies strapped on their backs (they certainly don't have ...
... and general mess. People here take pride in their surroundings, their country and themselves. They are possible the friendliest, most welcoming and helpful people I have encountered to date.
There is a long way to go for Burkina, for sure. Furst and foremost in aducating its people; its 23.6% literacy rate is the lowest in West Africa. Education cost money which the government does not have and which ...
... visa admin at the Ghana embassy I thought it might be a good idea to pop into UNESCO to see what cultural programmes they had running, as was advertised outside. However, after some bad french it seems more likely that the manager thought we were workers from a foreign agency or embassy and we actually tried to hire the conference hall out for some important event. Whoops!!
We spent ...
Burkinabe to his friends: “Ahaa. I told you so. Hahaha!!”
Me breaking the mystery: “No. Je suis Pakistanais.”
Upon hearing this, the demeanour of most people (Muslims in particular, naturally) towards me became more respectful (not just in Burkina but in other countries I had visited so far in West Africa as well). We would transform into brothers. It felt as if the world made less sense as every where else I ...