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February 5 - Kuluminacja visa and voodoo













get up in the morning and we go to the embassy. It's now or never. We need to get a visa. If they were to be problems, we have an invitation from Nigeria (thanks Mark!). Reports to the embassy at 9:30 am and we see how we madame paste visas in the passports. Thank you very much and we give her a book on Ruda Slaska. We exchange emails and head to the market voodoo. Admission quite expensive, for two people and the camera is almost PLN 100, but worth it. Guide explains that all gathered here fetishes are used only in order to help people. We see the heads of several monkeys, leopards, dogs, skulls, antelopes, hyenas, sharks jaw, foot, elephant, antelope antlers, skins of leopards, bats dried with entrails, birds. Dried snakes and chameleons, and countless other widgets that you can not even decipher. The view is amazing, and for this there are also the olfactory impression that anyone can probably already imagine seeing photos of the mountains of dead animals. Overall, the procedure is this: a sick man goes to the Chief of voodoo in the village, he recognizes his illness and prescribes medicine. For example, four of the skull of the crocodile, cobra head, and four turtle shell. You have to knead together, mix with water and burn. Sometimes you need to mix this concoction with honey and eat regularly for a few days. At the market you can trade only "white magic", because black is known for films in the form of driving the needles in voodoo dolls is prohibited. Additionally, do not hunt animals, but not to buy various kinds of head and skin. On this market are amulets from all over Africa. During our visit came a few local to the market to make purchases according to the list designated by the Chief voodoo. All kramikarze jumped into his loud psssssykaniem sztandy and urged the client. Customer captured by a vendor makes the whole shopping with him. Even if the shopkeeper does not have sufficient head or skin, it takes it from the neighboring kramiku. In order meet the tourist who asks us about the price and, unfortunately, is very unhappy that nothing can be stargować. In total, it was definitely worth the money.
we go north to Kpalime. Here we plan to climb the highest mountain in Togo - Mt. Agou (986m) and then go in the bush watching very numerous here, and colorful butterflies. We arrive with no problem. Along the way we see great advertising Baru Israel, as pictured above. What is the best plate "Bar Israel" is enriched rysuneczkiem pig. I wonder, what would it Moshe said ...... Way pretty good, to the top we enter the car. Overall very good, because poor visibility and the road leads mainly "asphalt." Coming back we stopped at the tavern, where we eat a very tasty dinner: fish and chips. We're going to a village 12km per Kpalime, which is the base for excursions etymological. We find a nice bed. Montka stand beside our two cars very well suited for off roadu. Montek looks like a baby with them. Unfortunately the restaurant did not have my favorite beer. So we go to the village. There very nice to spend the night. Beer is not the coolest, because in the morning there is no electricity. Local trying to talk something to me, but I laugh my head off like a beautiful French say to them: No. compris francais ..... Fortunately, here is cooler and there are no mosquitoes. In our room does not even have a windmill, and the bathroom is a hot-water heater - unfortunately not working. Hell, even the cold is 25 degrees unless .... Local attempt something to talk to me, but I laugh my head off like a beautiful French I tell them: No compris francais .....
come back at night to the accompaniment of crickets, cicadas and birds. After a dark-skinned French tourists returning very broken English asking us whether this road is safe and if something interesting is happening in the village ..... You can see a tourist from France returns to the country of their ancestors, and fear more than white hanysy from Ruda Slaska .... ..

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February 4 - Nigerian visa scene of the N-





punctually at 10 am we set up at the embassy. Madame says he still has not signed the visa. After half an hour of waiting is that we go back to the 12th We wanted the morning to go to the voodoo fetish market, but we are afraid that by 1912 we can not earn, so we decide to wait in a nearby bar. When it strikes the south, we are disciplined at the embassy. Still no visa. The consul allegedly very busy today, and that works to 16, it takes all day to sign the applications. But he is not in a hurry, and we ... After another hour of waiting we decide that we will not pointlessly hatched here, and so we need to Lome to be another night, so there is no distinction for us, or get a visa today or tomorrow morning. Madame translate what we are, and ask for copies of passports podstęplowanie, because if we want to control the police have proof that we have passports. Madame służbistka can not conquer us photocopies, so go to the consul of the stamp. He returns after a while saying that the consul said to be better, instead of the stamps on kserach, signed up for the visa. We have to wait another 10 minutes. With a little time madame returns and says that the Consul was super busy and now he certainly did not sign, even photocopies are not raised, but it gave us empty-handed proving payment of visa fee, so we have some confirmation that there are our passports. We apologized that she did not speed up anything. Of course it's not her fault. For us the key is to get a visa, which we hope will take place at the end of tomorrow morning. This time we went by car to the embassy, \u200b\u200bbecause our hotel is wymeldowaliśmy. We found a cheaper yesterday, in a similar standard, and even breakfast. Well, not mega loud at the bar, and is probably the most important. So we go to the new hotel, and then we head towards the border with Benin, the town of Aneho, which until 1920. (Postscript Philip probably a coincidence, but then it was also GAIT) was a colonial capital of the area. The town disappoints us, because, apart from a few ramshackle buildings pokolonialnych nothing interesting in it is not. But the beach! We drove between the clay houses, which lie a few meters from the ocean. But they have an incredible location! It is 15 hours, sleeping under a palm tree a few people, several children walking slowly between the houses. Total relaxation. Of course, piles of houses around the commercials. We see an interesting phenomenon - created a kind of ocean atoll, so the real beach is separated from the rest of the water-belt land. A boat is used for small crossing to the beach. On the picture you can see it is good. Hardfacing with beautiful views and go back to Lome. We wanted something to eat along the way, but the prices were very adequate for the views, so we decide to attack again, Lebanese, and in the evening we go to yesterday's soup kitchen. We eat fish with spinach, yams ubijanym (or fufu here) and rice with spinach and sauce. Spinach is combined here with Okoro (Nigerians know), in English it is called ladies finger, do not know the Polish name. This creates a time pulling up the sauce, but quite tasty. On the occasion of eating from the same local authorities, who are already on the second day do not pay attention to us, wonder which of our friends to eat here with us, and who would flee to the sterile hygienic place? In total, just like to advertise, it's probably many would be tempted .... Today Wednesday, which is actually the weekend. This can be seen on the street, in bars larger crowd, the music playing even louder. Here, it's probably just Tuesday is a day of downtime. On Monday, still breathing his last weekend, and today, on Wednesday, has already started again:) Philip tells me here that GM had a saying on Tuesday has passed, the week he died - a total of something in it ....
Tomorrow we hope to have receive a visa. If it succeeds, we go to the north-west to Kpalime, the mountains, where there are large plantations of coffee and cocoa. We do not know how netem will be so even today in Lome load the last two days with photos, that you will not get bored to the next entry, which does not know when we succeed in effectiveness to:)

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February 3 - Lome and visa






Before we get to the part of the cultural and entertainment center, a few words about the Togo. This is by far the poorest of statistical country that we visited on our route. Its GDP per capita is only USD 387th It is a tiny country with an area of \u200b\u200bapproximately 58 thousand. km2 with more than 5 million inhabitants. In Togo's official language is French, because of the colonial past of course. But in the late nineteenth century, Germany took a moment here for power, but influence their governments do not see short. In contrast to the French, because, of course, dominated by a baguette bread, although you can also buy white, 'inflatable' roll, slightly sweet, which was full in Ghana. Comes from Togo voodoo belief. Today, this belief is associated most with Haiti, which is really the largest resort, but Haitians are the ancestors of the people of the tribes in the area of \u200b\u200bpresent day Togo and Benin, who were deported as slaves to 1870. in those areas. After regaining independence in the twentieth century, after several upheavals Sergeant Eyadema took over, and over 40 years the country was ruled with an iron fist, and only his death (on the way there were attempts to introduce a democratic system, bloodily suppressed) has completed his 'reign'. At the moment the country is relatively quiet and slow 'implements' in a more democratic constitution.
After such a 'sightseeing' first time to a few stories of our, as usual, full of adventure, of the day. Morning we go to the Nigerian embassy. In any case confirm the location with our receptionist, no, and it appears that they moved in an entirely different place. After assurances that it is not far away, we go on searching. Let's go, go, and neither the embassy nor widu słychu. We ask at a gas station, but I have no idea where he is. Only confirm that we are going well in the column direction of peace, to which he had guided the receptionist. We stop at an internet cafe and an employee there explains exactly his way. We are located at the end of the embassy, \u200b\u200brecognizing from afar white-green fence. So far, all the Nigerian embassy, \u200b\u200bwho visited here (this is our third attempt now) have had what they can painted in national colors. We go to the guard booth at the gate, register and go to the office building. In the window, which is responsible for issuing visas is sitting pretty Madame age, which to our question on a tourist visa shakes his head. Philip begins to explain her our history: we left the country yet last year and did not carved visa Poland, since its validity could expire until our entry into Nigeria. Because this is the biggest problem in any of the Nigerian embassy in which it appears. If a tourist is in the country, the embassy is its sacred duty is to gain a visa there is. Philip embellishment trim our story from the life of Nigerian madam increasingly relaxes, and finally laughing with his stories. It turns out that it is Togijką, but the embassy is working more than 30 years. Madame tells us to do after two copies of the main page of your passport, visa and Togolese smear letter to the consul the explanation, why do not we have done a visa in Poland and here we turn back the head. We run to the nearby 'business center', where copies of documents and we write a letter. We come to madame, and an array of photos. Madame rejects the letter, because it is handwritten, and should be computerized. So I take our letter and rush back to 'business center', and Philip will be entertained in the meantime, Madame and zmiękczał her to be more favorable to us. On the spot, it appears that they have such a service! Some 300m further is to be the next IT center, where you can prescribe something on the computer (your laptop is in the car, which is in the parking lot.) I manage to locate the shrine and the shop owner out of breath, enucleation what I want from him. I say that the rewrite itself, because I do not know how much it can take time to do it, knowing the pace here. Just in case I print 4 copies, 2 on each of us, because Madame likes to have a lot of copies. Went back to the embassy. Everything is done in the heat above 35 degrees, with extremely high humidity, so you can imagine how I look. I come to the embassy, \u200b\u200bPhilip is the best friend of madame, and even has her phone number so we can call afternoon and inquire about the status of the application. Because, of course, is another obstacle - receiving visas takes place only on Tuesdays and Thursdays, today is Tuesday, so until he received Thursday! We beg Madame to speed up the process, it is best that we could today pick up a visa. He says he will do everything they can. In any case, assures us that if she accepted the proposal, the consul will sign and get a visa. Inshallah! We return walk to the hotel. Now our priority is to fix a hole in the tire (the one that has already survived two nails) and see if we can resuscitate the demolished yesterday on the drainage hole. The hotel explained to us how to get to the site Good Year. We come into place. The head of the Lebanese. Speaking of the Lebanese - there are quite a lot in Africa, mainly are the owners of the restaurant with pretty good food, but apparently the lead or other businesses. It turns out that our 'nail' is another nail in the tire! This is some fate. We drove it less than 200km. But we can not fix the problem. Worse this yesterday - apparently you can fix it, but it must be regarded as more than a full-fledged dojazdówkę tire. However we decide to repair - a critical situation can be very valuable. As you can see the tire can not just rip up the wilderness, so it is better to wear than to ask. Repair of the tire is take a few hours, so arrange to return after 17 We call madame from the embassy, \u200b\u200bbut says that today's council can not settle, we call tomorrow at 10 am. So we go watch the beach in Lome, which is notorious, especially at night. Book a guide and the locals advise against walking on a lonely beach, and now especially after dusk. So we're going to see her during the day. Amazing location - Lome Centre extends parędziesiąt meters from the beach, but which is heavily littered and neglected. How do we know it ... Now the puzzle - one of the pictures the beach, where you can see this quite a lot of people is an interesting detail that we have seen only when viewing photos on your computer. Who sees what?
He is already evening, time for dinner. For lunch in the Lebanese restaurant przekąsiliśmy delicious sandwiches with shrimp cakes wrapped in Lebanese. Walking along the main street of Lome, in which we live (important things we have in the car, passports at the embassy, \u200b\u200bso we rather not have to steal from you, because the guide suggests that after dark is not be alone pałętać the capital) we find a local cafeteria. It looks very atmospheric. On the sidewalk soup kitchen houses two. In the first, larger, they serve fufu (cassava is not here with plantainami but ugnieciony jam - Philip's favorite food in Nigeria) with different sauces. Four big fat mature we are sitting next to his wielgachnych aluminum bowls. Each has a different specialty. First - lamb in a sauce of peppers sharp, the second - the chicken in a sauce of peppers with sharp, third and fourth - Miscellaneous types of fish in the sauce, how else could, with sharp peppers. The second is a single chop-house - a young and slim girl serves rice with sauce with pieces of meat and peppers, and of course, beware - Spinach Sauce! All around there is no electric lighting, light oil, only oil lamps. It set a pair of low wooden tables with benches and a restaurant full of mug. Erected on each table a bowl for washing hands. The movement huge, customers are pushing, what they call give them the menu, aluminum plates pass from hand to hand. We decide on another soup kitchen. I am due to spinach and Philip - hmm, maybe because of the cook:) Food first class. Pali palate, but very nice. Surely such peppers need to bring to the house and some party bowl .... will be a lot of fun:)
traditionally spend the evening with beer and tea (the latter beverage is not know why less and less popular), intending to continue the route in Togo and Benin.
Oh, and one of these images - a sensational example of the local propaganda, anti-HIV. This poster pierced all, we have ever seen. Is not it amazing?
sake of a new secular tradition, now, the description of the hop fluid for those interested: here I drank three beers. Two bottles in brown and one in green (see how I sacrifice for you). It is in the green bottle is a Pils or Special. I drank Pils and it was quite tasty, and as the green bottle is even good. This was indeed a strange aroma after odkapslowaniu, but then good taste. Foam just quickly fell almost like Coca-Cola. Awooyo this is my beer in Togo. Dark beer, maybe more brown. Some regulars may recall Nomad Upper Diamond. Awooyo has a similar flavor, but it is much less sweet. Gently blows taste (though it said Kkondrat) to this very reasonable% (6.2), the vast bitterness in the aftertaste. Damn why there is no such beer with us ??!!! Flag is another beer, already tested in previous countries. Solid beer, but knocks on the ground. There is bitterness, it is foam, but something is missing. Definitely gives way Awooyo. An interesting fact is that we met in Lome pression for a beer! So, draft beer! It turned out that it was also a flag. A small mug is less than 1 / 3 E. Beer quite tasty, so I quickly leaned more kufelków 0.3. Draft beer in Africa, a rarity, and you can not miss this opportunity. Waitress (probably sister of the head) so stared at my "beautiful" white mug that much spilled beer, which reached without a bead of foam glass. I am already glad immediately say ok, as it is about Leave me drink. Unfortunately, her brother intervened and was cast some beer, and me the rest of the foamed. Perhaps part of the cast sells the next customer. Unfortunately these days, economic calculation must match. Apparently, the crisis in the world ....

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Feb. 2 - A would be so beautiful ........



Let's start with the puzzle. What are the fruits of the picture? We do not know. Here we were given only the local name you has obviously forgotten. They taste like sour apricot jam and a bit like a plum, the rind is hard. Maybe someone familiar with these fruits?
morning we go to the embassy. We take a taxi, so as not to waste time wandering. We are in the Nigerian embassy just after 9 am. Unfortunately, it appears that the visa section is open only from 10 We take the forms, and so we wait for the surrounding bar. We go back and enter the embassy. After several minutes, an official comes to us. After a short conversation, it appears that we are missing a call, the bank confirmed that we have enough funds to stay in Nigeria and book a hotel. After several minutes of conversation, it turns out that without this council can not. Pissed tear passports at the hands of officials. How is shit, to me, they do not want to let Nigerian home! I go back and talk to the madame of the reception. I want to speak with the consul. After a few minutes it goes. Unfortunately, here again, bounces off the walls! The consul said that he could not give a visa without an invitation, because in the Niger Delta is very dangerous and can kidnap us. Well, tell me again, like we did not know about it! Unfortunately, without an invitation poverty. We go back as tasteless. We have decided to immediately go to Togo. There is a last chance to get a visa to Nigeria. If it fails to ride to the Niger. We already have a Visa Touristique Entente entitling us to enter up to five countries: Burkina Faso, Benin, Togo, Ivory Coast and Niger. This is a very pessimistic scenario exasperating our whole plan, but damn knows Nigeryjczykami.
In any event, we go back to the internet and write to our friend Mark's an invitation. It may be necessary in the Nigerian embassy in Togo.
We get in the car and drive. This part of Accra seems to be very quiet and no problem we are able to leave. Way pretty decent. Refuel your car and the last canister full. In Togo, to be more expensive gasoline. We asked several times for directions. Everything is going pretty well. Unfortunately, the road is getting worse. Avoiding potholes in the asphalt gradually transforms into the look of asphalt or compacted laterytu well. The whole is almost 200km. Unfortunately, the last 60km is already very bad. The whole takes us a good 4 hours! Podjeżdżając the border obskakują us money changers, vendors and various helper at the border. Somehow I do not trust this zmieniaczom and go to the office of exchange. Here, strangely enough, and somehow confuse the whole situation (if it Maksiu said because I was confused by a) not really well-read rate and change in the street outside the peasant 'nearest exchange office. " It turns out that we lost on that some 20 PLN, and in addition we had a pile of stress. We sat in the car not starting, first, we took all their money converting several times and gave us only later. Enough for a little more calm and cold calculation and we could do to calm the better course in the office, but after so many hours of fighting on the road, obskoczeni by dozens of people trying to convince us that without their help, do not give advice exceed the limit, calculated the odds wrong. Fortunately, none 20zł fortune!
still categorically refuse to help crooks at the border crossing the border. We go from one office to another. Passports have already been conquered, now you need to do the job with the car. We do not have a document Carnet de Passage, so send us back from the window to window, from office to office. Finally, in one of our official receives a piece of paper and says that we have to go. But I want to have some proof that I am ok, because I expect the problems at the border. Most of you have probably does not remember how it looked in the old border crossing times. First, check on one side and then the other. Exactly so here it is. We get in the car and drive. The official assured us that we have to say that we put some paper and a course on passing the one hundred questions .... A few minutes later comes a bigger Oga (boss), and once again explain to him our situation. Finally, let us go. Togolese side again some problems. Bright damn, crossing the border in Africa, it is good challenge. We assist We cover the license for travel by car the same as in the previous French-speaking countries. This time, however 6000CFA, not five as in Mali and Burkina. As I left the office for the clerk did not notice that Al was and said to my friend that the money (the whole day), hid, because they are out of registration, and no one can know about them (probably from here that our 1000 more). As noted, that Ala is heard and understood it a little confused, but of course anything that has not changed.
In any event, we crossed the border and the capital of Togo - Lome, is to be 600metrów further. Something beautiful - the boundary at the edge of the ocean, and the road runs along the beach. Incredible image. Such are the customs officers are lucky. Unfortunately the paperwork and poor road occupied us for a long time and we enter the Lome after dark. The worst that can be because of the lighting in Africa is fragile, and everything looks completely different in the dark. However, it quickly locate a cheap hotel with a guide. It turns out that prices have jumped significantly, and the only available room is a 30E. It's definitely too much for our budget. Another hotel is a fiasco. We go another few km main road in Lome. Suddenly, the left side of stare the next hotel. I stop right at the traffic light at the intersection. Go back a little to get past the car in front of me and parked on the sidewalk, and Ala jump to see what are the prices. Goes to avoid the car in front of us, entering the sidewalk and suddenly jeeee .... bbbb! The left front wheel goes down half a meter. Blacks look around in horror. I'm trying to withdraw, but the rear wheels have no traction. Al comes out of the car, I turn the 4 wheel drive. Local or expel. Montek slowly pulls away from the hole. Uf, but relief. We came to the sewage effluent nieprzykrytego, the only over tens of meters. Because of the low-light street was not at all visible. I do not think I broke off the suspension. Al flies to the hotel, I parked half on the sidewalk half on the road. Beside me all the time string of cars and Stars. It is already complete darkness. I'm getting out of the car to see if everything around Well, unfortunately not. I see that the front tire is demolished and the car stands on the rim! Damn bright. In the darkness near the exchange. Well, great! Waiting to come back Ala., to me shone a flashlight out of the screws was careful because I do not know if local is not smoked, and then they want to give money (not those numbers have already seen). We drove four wheels on the pavement and take to work. Several local walks over to help me. Thank you and act continue alone. Fortunately, there are some stones to block the wheels. Sweat is pouring out of me more often than tap water in Africa. No but they have problems with blood pressure, and I for that at all. Gypsy children obskoczyły us, dozens of Stars and cars passing by us. Everyone talks to something and advice. I have it somewhere and make his own. I wonder how many calories it, I can probably drink a few browarków after all with impunity. Unfortunately, now I'm not laughing. I look nervously whether the car on jack levers by bringing the height to set up a new wheel. Fortunately, it manages to change. I pack my junk, and everyone who was the first time in my life seen the white man changing the wheel falls to say, show est fini! Ala
already negotiated a reasonable price at the front (for a total reduction should give even better, because they broke the tire). Locate at the hotel. Tomorrow we are going back to the embassy of Nigeria and we need to fix the tire, because now we do not have any good stock!
finish the evening in the bar next to our hotel. It costs the local beer, which tastes like a balm after all the excesses. "Our 'pub serves us, unfortunately, very loud music very well audible even in our room until 2 am. In total, Friday, almost weekend in Africa, so people are playing right into the morning ......
Speaking of music, I started from Ghana. Music in the bar is so loud that you can not talk, and no requests for abatement does not work. In addition, speakers from Europe's recovery from a very bad deal with the bass, in fact, not only the bass .....