Franco-British Cameroon, Buea GERMAN (continued, part 4) The next morning we once again hit the road, catching the bus, which was sent to the south. This region with its fertile soil, tropical temperatures and heavy rain is a bit like a fruit salad. Huge plantations of papaya and banana, cashew nut thickets, fields of pineapples, citrus trees growing on roadsides, and avocado trees, growing in almost every garden. Wonder of nature - fruit salad, garnished ... about 19 th military checkpoints. Tower of Kribi Once we are everywhere to show their passports, vaccination yellow cards and answered a lot of unnecessary questions, again, we arrived at the chaotic Douala. On the way to the center, we got into a huge traffic jam. After 20 minutes of waiting we saw the reason for the delay. Rain machine is faced with a motorcycle, and he lay on the ground in front of the machine, all broken. On the car windshield crack was discharged a kind of pattern, in the midst of which lay the red and white baseball cap. Then, just to the side, where a web of broken glass allowed their runners, the blood ran on the hood and dripping on the sides of the machine. "Sudden events always happen very quickly" - I thought when we drove past the blast site. Strange mountain flowers in the Douala military presence once again could not help but throw in the eye (this is a sure sign that the country is poorly controlled). From Douala by bus, I went to the town of Kribi, which is considered the main resort of Cameroon. Most come here to wealthy Cameroonians from the cities of Douala and Yaounde to boast of his wealth and clothes sewn by author's models, but there's old French sex tourists who come to spend the weekend at the beach. To the north of Kribi takes a whole chain of small beaches with perfect white sand and expensive restaurants. The same can be said about the eight-kilometer area south of the city, which stretches to the waterfalls Lobe. Beach at Kribi We really enjoyed the walk along the seashore, from time to time plunging into his muddy waves. In restaurants, where mostly serves local cuisine, not the mainland. Gourmets can enjoy meat lizard (we've seen them caught on the beach), pangolin (mammal, widespread in equatorial Africa and Southeast Asia, ca. Perevi.) Or a giant forest frogs (the creatures can reach the size of a cat). Carcasses are often hung upside down by the kitchen by displaying the interior color of saffron. Pirates look for treasure? Once in the internet cafe we ??tried to throw, and drunken Francophonie tuzhilis show their hospitality, we realized that it was time to leave. On the way to the nearest town Ebolova was not to drive because of heavy rains, so we had to make a big detour to go back to Yaounde and from there again to head south to Ebolovy. In the end, we managed to wade through dense and humid jungle, and get into the city Ambam, which is located on the border with Gabon and Equatorial Guinea. At a local bar, we made friends with the owner of the hotel, which stopped and listened carefully to all his complaints about the venality of a corrupt government, an aggressive police force and extortion at military checkpoints. Clouds in Kribi After sunrise we bargain with a group of drivers (they were very young, it was scary to even use their services) with respect to the cost of travel by taxi. After lengthy prepirany we finally managed to get off at the normal price, and we headed toward the border. For us, it's time to cross the line and pick up close to the heart of darkness (by analogy with the name of an adventure novel by Joseph Conrad, which describes the journey to Central Africa, ca. Perevi.). Start material:
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