Gueckedou to Kailahun: people are survivors

Again, I was failing to draw myself from bed. By the time I reached the transport park it was over 8am. Asking for Kailahun I was led to a shop. There the owner (or employee) asked me which border crossing I wanna use for Kailahun. I didn’t have an idea, I thought it could be […]

Nzérékoré to Gueckedou: here comes the green gang

Oh, I didn’t want to get up at 6am. I didn’t wanna get up at 6:30am. It was dark and gloomy, heavy clouds in the sky. I got back to bed and thought I could just stay another day in Nzérékoré. I lied down. I didn’t fall asleep. I got up. The rain started falling. […]