Safari

What makes my journey so amazing, are the great people I continue to meet.
While working out details to move on from the Congo, I stayed at the same hotel as the non- resident Congolese football (soccer) team.  The Muslim players insisted we all celebrate the end of Ramada with a lot of eating, some dancing, and even some beer... The season is over for them and most now have new contracts for:  Dubai, the UK, Germany, Viet Nam, etc. The Nigerian player and I used our time to learn as much French as we could from the guys in the time we had.




Congo football team (soccer) taking me to the airport.

 

Everyday, I took a short walk for coffee and an omelet.  There, I visited with Momma.. . Her one burner camp stove heated my water for coffee, while she prepared the eggs and chatted. It's such a simple way to live, sitting on a plank having breakfast with the neighbours. Shop owners like this provide the meeting place for the neighbours who come and visit.





"Bonjour momma"
Friendly greeting everyday for a coffee and a omelet in a beget

 

I flew to Namibia, shipping my bike by air. Sadly I now have no idea where the bike is ... I feel pretty sure it left the Congo, but think it may not have made it past Angola.




My travels thru French Africa are over for now, So I may see a movie while
looking for the bike !

 It's a cash economy, so don't even ask about insurance! After paying for insurance in West Africa and finding out several countries later that it was bogus, wisdom said no more of that.
On the safari!!  And looking for a BMW GS800. needs cleaning, welding, tires, brakes, rim's, service, fuel and some minor body work.