I move South to the beachside paradise of Kribi, one of Cameroon’s most famous. As luck would have it the owner of a massive hotel likes to meet travellers, and I can camp for free as long as I buy food in the restaurant. Rather than free camping with paid food, I like to think of this as free food with paid camping
I setup under a couple of palm trees on the sand, only thirty yards from the surf. The water is as warm as a bath, though unfortunately there are no waves to speak of. Just down the beach is the famous Lobé Waterfalls, which are unique because they drop right into the ocean. I spend the afternoon scrambling over the rocks, getting as close as possible to the raging water. It’s a dark brown/black color, so I decide not to jump in.
Running low on supplies I head into the street market in town, and immediately love the place. I gather lots of tourists come to town, though they must not venture into the market. Locals call out greetings and and happy to stop and chat, surprised I speak passable French. I pickup bread, advocates, vegetables and some meat, all for only a few dollars.
One day in paradise turns into two, and when I have my second coffee at the Jeep at 11:30 the following morning, that turns into three. I am really happy to have the Jeep open and thoroughly dry everything in the sun, the humidity means nothing is ever really dry.
Looking at the map, I am getting close to the Southern edge of Cameroon…. hmm, what comes next?