Last weekend I traveled to Togo with two USAC amies. We took a very long, bumpy ride through Friday traffic on a trotro (bus system here--only the buses are very crowded vans). After a tense hour getting our visas and crossing through the border into the Togo capital, Lomé, we felt like we had entered a different world. We noticed that people were a little more reserved and the streets were sandy and quiet. A very nice older Togolese man showed us to some hotels and I got to brush up on my very rusty French, as few people spoke much English. Our hotel was quaint and filled with French tourists. The best part of the whole trip was probably the food; pasta with meat sauce, baguette and jam, real REAL coffee and a delicious burger. Food that's hard to get in Ghana and that we've really missed!
jazz music at our hotel
delicious breakfast the next day consisting of baguette, coffee, and freshly squeezed juice
view seaward from our hotel
at the Marché des Fetiches (Fetish Market)
animal, aminals, and more animals
stone that you put in your child's bath to make them stronger
only understood about half of what this man was saying, but the seed he holds is supposed to make your memory better if you rub it across your forehead
walk back to the border
home sweet home
