and headed to Dakar to the Sierra Leone embassy with the hope of obtaining our visas. Our driver, like so many people in Africa, wanted to please and so rather than admit he didn't know where the embassy might be, or that he could or couldn't speak French or English, he bluffed. So, even after showing him maps.me numerous times, we were miles from where we should have been. What should have been an hour and a few minutes trip took over two hours and by this time it was smoking hot. A funny thing did happen though - the window fell right our of our bus and landed on the street! It was much cooler inside after that.
More cool buses-
The huge speaker on the dash of our bus played loud music and the driver's shotgun friend clapped to the beat and tried to get us going too-
we asked for a room away from the street so we wouldn't be awakened so early tomorrow morning! I went exploring and had my toe nails shellacked for $11.51. That's all it should cost at home too!
I thought of Nioo when I read this t-shirt-
served with rice, chicken and roasted vegetables. There was enough for two people but unfortunately I didn't really like it because the sauce didn't have enough flavour for me. Complimentary bottles of whiskey, rum and crème de menthe of all things were brought to our table after we had finished-