True enough, we ended up seeing this village Pouss vaunted in guidebooks. From the outset, a little disappointed but I confess a very nice weekend. Adjourned at 5: 45 pm for the bus early arrival at the terminal at 7 am 20 and guess what time we leave: 9 h 00. Not bad, we are still in Africa and, moreover, since we are the first to have bought our tickets, we sit in the best seats. We arrive at Maga, 80 km further to 11 h 40 and then we get a taxi. The dance of negotiation begins. Two white off the bus, one thick butter. I refuse to pay 3000 Swiss francs and I get to 2000 f is the right price but we are 2 on the bike. For 14 miles, this is not ideal, I would say it's very uncomfortable but what are we complaining, sometimes they are five.
Reached Pouss we meet up our friends Suzanne and Ghislain. Suzanne buys fish for braising and I do hasten to say that we will not participate in their tasting ... Suzanne takes courage to fix the drink but there is no question that I imitate. We prefer to walk on the lake and try to see deshyppopotames. None are on the horizon. We learn that we can walk 4 km beneath a blazing sun, perhaps to see them. Sorry it will be for the next time we return for a package with tourist hostel with hippos. Thanks to Ghislain
who has a motorcycle, we can go visit the boxes Mousgoums shells. These are the highest, most beautiful in Africa, and they testify to the expertise architectural Africa. Palm trees adorn the streets of growth, it is very nice and very special. 16 h 00
think we try to find a bike to get to Guirvidig, a friend lent us his house to sleep. I swear that we enter the post. The weather is beautiful, the sun descends in the sky, the warm wind caresses the skin, it is sublime. Is the good life and I think if we had this temperature in Quebec, I have a motorcycle. Suddenly, our driver stopped and told us that someone else will finish the journey with us. The guys run at breakneck speed. Marcel asks us to be protected, a little prayer can not do wrong. I think our riders were frozen like a bullet.
On arrival, we ask where is the bar. The guy next to us said, but in reality it is about 1 km. Here we can just buy beer at the bar but we can get. They will require 3 times the price of beer just for the record. We decide to take it on the spot. The bar is noisy and many people are drunk, others are approaching us because they want us to pay for beer. We feel invaded. Exasperated, we decided to accelerate la consommation pour entrer souper.
Arrivés à la maison de Josianne, nous constatons que nous sommes privilégiés avec notre maison de ville, notre terrasse, notre salle de bain, l'eau courante, la télé, l'air climatisé. Nous vivons dans un château par rappot à d'autres volontaires et Josianne vit dans un château par rapport à des locaux. Nous entrons à la maison le coeur gai en ce beau dimanche matin.
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