One more Voodoo dance to go. Close to where we camped, still in Bopa, we stop – we could have walked – for another dance, the Gambada. This is a love dance: if a couple have issues, or if a boy fancies a girl, or the other way around, he or she can turn to … Read more
If we ever were curious about the landscape inland Benin, we have now satisfied our curiosity. It is pretty boring. Lots of green, lots of palm trees – for palm oil industry, presumably, no coconuts. And dusty villages, square brick or adobe houses with the inevitable corrugated iron on the roof. And thatch, suggesting greater … Read more
All went well. We met up with the our travel group and the truck around lunchtime, which we celebrated without food, but with lots of beer. And then we climbed onto the truck again, and all was as before. Except that the group seemed rather exhausted – especially compared to our pretty relaxed last few … Read more