Man to Korhogo, direct, in 17 hours

Why I even wanted to go to Korhogo. Not sure. There is the name which is unusual. I had a student in Abidjan, named Ferhana (another unusual name) who was somehow different from all the others female students, apart from also being beautiful – I guess you’d call it je ne sais quoi – and […]

I’m a Polish man in Man

As soon as I praised my hotel for 24hrs electricity and water the water stopped. I got a bucket in the morning and I had to keep asking for small bowl to somehow wash myself. Then on to putting the gauze and plaster on my scratched knee, which was in fact completely dry after the […]

Logoutuo and the border to Man: richer lands

Day started with me caring for my newly reopened wound. Hydrogen peroxide, iodine then some sterile gauze that I had from home and two pieces of plaster I also had from home were supposed to hold it together till I am on the other side off the border. Just before I even managed to wash […]