Today 200 km of track is not very bad (only a drop) 100 Asphalt and a monumental traffic jam at the entrance to Douala .
I tell you a bit:
northern Benin crossed unnoticed, the departure, the police wanted to charge me 10,000 CFA francs for putting on the stamp and I had to say "that have claimed the green" at the end refunfunio (still without the ñ) and I put it.
Last Saturday was a bit scared shitless by the entrance of Nigeria (one of the few countries that I had to know) I even had a beer before (any excuse is good) also had calculated the price of bites, about 100 controls throughout Nigeria Nairas total of 500 300 euros.
Fear knocked at the door was open and there was nobody outside.
I went through passport control (very correct) then the yellow fever (health) and finally customs, I made the laissez-passer for free. All super friendly and not stop asking for the trip.
I crossed all of Nigeria, about 80 controls, and have not paid or a Naira.
The first night I slept in the house of the Emir of Okutan (flip) because I had no money, was a passenger in transit and the hospitality is sacred. Until Sunday I could not change.
The second day I skipped two controls, I chased a motorcycle, had to return and end everything was left to the police killing themselves laughing (yes, is that four milongas and tell them they are like children)
The third day broke the bike frame (subframe) me with a plate welded reinforcement. I welded also a difficult screw tailpipe and incidentally made me a new clamp that had been lost, total 9 euros.
Nigeria
I loved, but you have tables. The list of stories is huge.
Photos:
The first two are of a bridge (Nigeria) that was scary, widely spaced tables and rotting, from above you see people in the river washing.
The third (Nigeria) are the welders, the sunglasses of the soldering (no display) at two years give a white cane.
Fourth is of tracks this morning (Cameroon)
Tomorrow I have to get up early, want to be in Yaounde (230 km) early in the embassy of Gabon, the weekend closed the visa kiosk.
ankle better on the bike can not tell that limp.
Indeed, the boots are the best, professional.
Javi: Carla tell, that of the Magi is done, now talk to the Emir of Okutan.
Douala (Cameroon) to 8200 km from Madrid.