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This will be my last entry in my little West Africa journey. The city I've been at for just under a week is Point Noire, in the Republic of Congo, or Congo-Brazzaville.
To sum things up in a sentence: I've had one hell of a fantastic time here and I already miss it. I've spent my nights drinking with many new friends and dancing till my feet are sore all throughout the night. The local beers, Mutzig and one other with a crocodile on it are very tasty as well! Everyone speaks French and I more or less am able to communicate with everybody even though my french skills are not that good. I was amazed at how much hidden knowledge resides deep in my noggin as well. I guess it pays to have paid a little attention back in school all those years ago.
Ok, the bars and dance clubs. There are a couple really awesome ones along the beach and are mainly touristy in nature. One being (in english), “The Pyramid Club” which is this great open bar right along the water with a great pool bar as well. My favourite though would have to be the
Good place to go shopping!
platinum club which is pretty much locals only right off the beaten track, but I got in seeing as I'm nice and made a bunch of friends. I tell you, the ladies will tire you out (dancing that is).
The food, from the motel selection to the various vendors on the street are all impressive and cheap. The Parisian culture certainly shows itself with a lot of dishes, but the local flair gives it that wonderful african taste. I also had more goat-kabobs, which I'm now addicted too. The fruit as always is pretty much straight off the trees and explodes in your mouth full of juices. I think I also had one of the best steaks in recent memories at this little hole in the wall joint right downtown.
Getting around is like any place in West Africa; just hail one of the thousands of blue/white cabs. I felt totally safe in this part of the country, though I would never wander around at night unless I had some people with me. There are only a few paved roads and there is sand everywhere, so my sandals got a good workout.
Even though there were not
View from my room
many tourist places to go visit, I still kept myself way to entertained. Along the outskirts of the city is thick rain forest which nobody really enters. I finally managed to buy some souvenirs too, which were incredibly cheap. Malachite figures, carved ebony and mahogany statues, you name it, they had it. Cheap Rolexes as well! I walked away with a bunch of nice figures to remember my trip with. If you wanted, and went digging you could find ivory, various gems and other possibly dubious in origin stuff. Like I said, they had everything.
Now I'm sitting back in Nova Scotia enjoying not working but missing all the good times I had which are far too many to list here. I can definitely see myself heading back to Ghana and the Congo later on in life, though I may wait on exploring Nigeria again until all the kidnappings stop.
Now it is time to dream about new trips and adventures. I'll be updating this when I'm off to Montreal for a spell sometime in August.
Toodleedoo for now!
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