Finally on the overland truck named Madge…I made my way to Abuja in Nigeria…
From the beautiful remote beach in Kribi we beat the dirty roads up to the north of Cameroon. Lots of bush camping, cooking, drinking and sleeping under the African stars…meeting so many friendly locals, all the time waving, being interested in what the hell we are doing camping in the “toilet of the cow”… lots of fun with the group I am travelling with…
Buying food at the markets every day… the highlight was buying two alive chicken, let them get killed at the market and plug them in the evening…
…seeing a lion in Yankari National Park, a beautiful male lion we had been looking for after seeing the footprints in the sand…and swimming in the hot springs, crystal clear…
Bribing the police in Douala to not get arrested out of the taxi and struggling at the boarder with my two passports having the visa and stamps for Cameroon in one and the visa for Nigeria in the other… not talking about not finding the right guy in the middle of nowhere to stamp the passports… this is Africa and I love it…
Tonight getting a slap up meal which will be fucking good… don’t ask me about my last sentence… have been told to learn proper English by all the Aussies, Kiwis and English guys on the tour…
Did you enjoy your meal yesterday evening? I ´m sure you did. For those who don ´t know what a “slap up meal” is the translation into German: eine Mahlzeit mit allen Schikanen.
By the way: I had to look up my “Duden-Oxford-Dictionary” yesterday. It ´s as thick as a brick and “fucking good”, too.
You ´ve already experienced a lot. At some time I ´ll hear what was / is it all about with the “toilet of the cow”, what that means, and why the police wanted to arrest you “out of a taxi”.
Reading your description I was getting wanderlust. Wishing you still many adventures and much fun in Africa,
Harald
still not wondering…