Across The DRC Day 4
Mist rolls over the small green hills in the early morning, and I thoroughly enjoy going for a walk before sunrise. It’s fantastic to be moving and not pouring sweat for once. Soon enough...
Mist rolls over the small green hills in the early morning, and I thoroughly enjoy going for a walk before sunrise. It’s fantastic to be moving and not pouring sweat for once. Soon enough...
Finally ready for what many assume is the biggest challenges on the entire West Coast, we drive a short distance on some extremely nasty and washed-out dirt roads until the mighty Congo River comes...
With a lot of waving and distracted kids, we leave the school buildings behind and continue our Eastward journey. Shockingly the torrential rain during the night has not changed the road much. A few...
In the morning we are up and moving before the heat of the day, and before our curious neighbors can return to resume their endless staring. Immediately the “highway” picks up where it left...
From the second we move away the border, the road is barely a road. It’s really more of a walking / motorbike track. The track is so overgrown I am scraping through brush on...
Mercifully the heat and humidity drop overnight, and so I sleep soundly, happy to be less than ten yards from a Policeman. In the morning I share around sugary tea before bidding farewell and...