Departure for Lome went well -- ooops! Spoke too soon. Brett forgot has family's passports. Fortunately he thought of it before we had even left town. The trip was largely uneventful. Brett did all of the driving (as he has been doing). Driving in Togo is VERY stressful -- very few street signs; in fact, very little signage at all. No road markings to speak of. No shoulders on the roads, even on the National Hwy. to Lome. What there is a lot of is walkers, bikes, and motorscooters. They walk and ride as if they had a death wish! People walking with all manner of things on their heads. (Remember, no road shoulders.). Also, plenty of big trucks broke down for unsuspecting drivers to come upon. (Remember, no shoulders.) All in all it requires constant attention to the road by the driver. So far, no accidents.
We arrived at the Baptist Guest House in Lome about 3 p.m. Lome is a bigger version of Kara with drivers and walkers who are just as careless as those in Kara. After an evening meal, we went back to our rooms for a much needed rest. Tomorrow we celebrate Thanksgiving in a country that does not observe it. Will we be the only ones having turkey and dressing tomorrow?
That's all for now --- Good Night!
Trucks broken down along the National Highway are a common sight.
A dusty detour off the National Highway.
Yes, that's a goat on top of the taxi!
Brett made sure Joy was well supplied with Diet Pepsi. (It's not available in Kara, where they live.)
Papa and Corban at the Baptist Guest House in Lome.
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