La maison Abaka
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- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Swimming pool
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... are full of pot holes and every truck, including us, goes around them or does their best to avoid them, it’s quite a job really, but there just doesn’t seem to be any effort to fix the holes, not many garages along this route either, we just stop and use the bush pee breaks, then it’s off again
We have had some decent meals, but it’s pretty much the same vegetables all the time, carrots, potatoes, cabbage, and of course pasta, rice cous cous ...
... life and how a lot of transactions are done here.
7. African beaches, or at least the ones here, are gorgeous.
8. They do iron their underwear.
9. It's to kill larvae that can come from the laundry.
10. You know what's not easy? Living without water for a little over a day.
11. I value running water more than I value AC and power.
12. Senegalese don't use trashcans.
13. I really do ...
... buy something from Betty; Betty needs to feed her kids” she kept saying, annoyingly referring to herself in the third person all the time. I kept refusing; she was fairly plump and obviously wasn’t starving!
As she followed me around (aaarrgh! Go away!) her demeanour went from cheerful to wheedling to downright belligerent. Even when our guide chased her away she was back again within minutes. I would be listening to the guide and ...
... Guns of Navarone was filmed here too. He also took us into a local hut and we were shown how they made sand paintings, it was really clever and I loved the paintings but had already bought some cheaper elsewhere so we left leaving them disappointed.
After a local lunch of Yassa Poisson, which is fried fish, rice and a lemon and onion gravy, we were shown around the slave house. The slaves were kept in separate cells depending on ...
... L-O-V-E. Before I knew it, all my newfound friends were through security and heading home.
I was left with drunk uncle ZuZu and grandpa Muhammed. After a confusing 15 minutes outside in the freezing cold since our driver left us in the parking lot (I was in PJs still because I didn't intend on going all the way to the airport), we got in another bus and went back. ZuZu got in some kind of disagreement with the driver, and after much deliberation, got dropped off around the ...