Here's the map I've been using to date... a map that is now finished! So that's one map down and one more to do. I've drawn a line of every road that I've traveled on through West Africa. It's like a black river of memory.
I'm leaving this church tomorrow. It's very nice of them to have let me stay but I'm fucking sick of these bastard god children and their constant fucking noise. There's like three schools here and all day every day, singing, banging, screaming, drumming, more screaming, banging and shouting and screaming. No one will leave me alone... I can't even piss in peace. And just to make a point.... praying to stop mosquitos to stop biting your child is going to do nothing... buy a fucking net and some cream. JESUS!