Fedine rustling up another omlette
Riding north from Ouidah
The next morning after the usual rice and beans, we rode on to Bohicon and the royal palaces at Abomey. As I tried to withdraw cash from an uncooperative ATM outside the Bank of Africa, a smiling fellow approached me. Paul Tuthill hails from Dublin and has spent the past few months cycling and hitching across west and central Africa, including crossing through the Central African Republic and getting a boat down the River Congo to Kinshasa. In fact, I had remembered reading about a previous trip he had undertaken from Eygpt to South Africa and I had emailed the group he was traveling with at the time to come and stay in Lesotho. And here we were in Bohicon, Benin. Sometimes I think that it's a small world, but then I get back on the bike and realise that it's not that small.