Getting from the Gambia to Senegal was a little tortuous. Before dawn, a taxi took us to the middle of a dark Banjul market. From here, we walked down an alley to the ferry. In the waiting area, hawkers were offering water, snacks and ladies underwear. Useful if you forgot your bra and pants, I guess. We boarded in the dark and watched the dawn come up over the river Gambia. Banjul slipped away and Barra slowly appeared in the distance. It was cold on the 45 minute crossing – we were in fleeces for the first time on the trip. Once in Barra, we bargained with the next taxi driver and half an hour later we were at the border, where we seemed to be the only people crossing. We walked straight in to the
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