Panafrica Hotel Bata

... take time to have a break; it was an unforgettable stay! <br><br>Kribi is The place to know in Africa and is always compared to the French Riviera, <br><br>Nice home, fresh garden, we were welcomed with all the little things that make life beautiful. It's like being at home!<br><br>This idyllic location provides a perfect base for the discerning traveller who is seeking a genuine experience, away from the crowded beach resorts<br><br>les Gites de Kribi : www.kribiholidays.com <br>

... Down with a thud and an ouch I think he too realised it was a bad move. Still it didn't deter Jamie who had wondered back from the waterfall in the midst of all the action. Boys boys boys when will they learn... if one person hurts themselves you all generally will. At the end of it all three had grazed chests, Oliver an even sorer knee and Jay a massively grazed and turning purple knee. Oh and the slide of course was ripped to ...

... settled down during the political turmoil in their home country, they found a new place h**e, it is called 'campement des *****iens'. The best grilled fish is available in the heart of town, on the local fishmarket, togeth** with the mandatory shrimp BBQ sticks. Anoth** place to recommend is the restaurant of the Hotel du Phare (fillet Capitaine!), besides the historical lighthouse that was constructed by the G**man colonialists in 1906. Time in Kribi is ...

... The overnight stay idea didn't pan out, but the following day (New Years Eve) about eight of us went off with a guide to see the Pygmies. After a long walk along the beach and road and a ride on a pirogue on a jungle river with another guide, we disembarked on a densely forested bank and were all given grass skirts to put over our shorts and handed whiplike figamajigs made of long palm leaves that seemed to represent spears. From there we walked a ...

... I was with were fearful. Analysis I can't make much out of these images other than that dogs showed up in my dream because there was a dog and her puppies at the resort we were camped at that wandered around during the night and on two nights peed through the front mesh onto my feet. The area was very dark which might have contributed to some sub-conscious concerns about safety.

... came under sniper fire. I jumped down and took cover behind a bush beside the driveway. My friend Marc suddenly appeared beside me on the ground and gave me a gun. We were shooting but I am not sure at who or who was shooting at us. He told to "run for it!" and we ran behind the house. Beyond this I do not remember much of a sequence of events, only images of a combat situation in this suburban American neighborhood and that I was joined at times by James ...