Posts Tagged ‘Camerún’

He tells me his travels in Africa from the Congo to Angola. Martin is an excellent conversationalist and jumps from one topic to another with the agility and decision of a tightrope, puts a delicacy among arrebatártelo lips quickly and get another rabbit out of the hat even more fat and succulent.

And the feast continues; braised, fried or grilled, dog meat and horse listed as delicatessens. Issoufou forgeron an elder tells me that if you are lucky enough to eat the leg of a black dog, acquire the power to be invisible to your enemies at night. Gives me an amulet to continue their journey safely.

And here we are, I've spent a paste, which had accumulated the previous weeks, with tiny portions of grilled chicken and sleeping on buses for not catching hotels. I hit game of roulette, all red, expected Waza Park.