The Man in the High Tower
I waited in Garoua-Boulaï by the border between Cameroon and the Central African Republic (CAR). Years later this would beContinue Reading
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How Far Would You Go to Return Some Books?
The Hans-Peter Library … After my incident at the border, I could only spend one day in Niamey after moreContinue Reading
On Yankari Pond
After heading northeast to Zaria, the main highway across Nigeria headed southeast to Jos and the Jos Plateau. The JosContinue Reading
Almost Marooned in Cameroon
It was hard to leave idyllic Yankari Wikki Spring and pool, but I had to keep going. It had beenContinue Reading
Pilgrimage to Grande Popo
As we headed back from the beach in Grande Popo, we found a large empty warehouse-like building where we couldContinue Reading
Border Breakdown
Wandering has its restrictions. A thousand years ago, one could just go anywhere based on where their feet found aContinue Reading
Riding the Rails to Cotonou
Dr. Hans-Peter Richter drove Hiro and me from Savalou half an hour to the nearby Dassa-Zoumé Train Station when ourContinue Reading
Dr. Richter, I Presume
After a week in Niamey, I was ordered deported. Yes, it even happened in deepest Africa in those days. IContinue Reading
Diplomatic Dinner in Bangui as the Guest of the Nigerian Ambassador
On the road from Cotonou, Dahomey (Benin), I got a ride with the Nigerian Ambassador to the Central African Republic. Continue Reading
My Church Dinner with Locusts
The swarming of cicadas does not measure up to locusts when their population peaks in West Africa. I was headedContinue Reading
