So today was the day I was supposed to collect my Nigerian visa.
I packed my bags and got on the bike for the first time in 4 days and presented myself at the embassy at 11 as requested.
My contact is out of the office at a meeting...Come back later!
After various comings and goings (which were quite tiring in 37C heat!) I finally got the visa just before 2!
So I set off to the East , having decided that I would head for Lome, Togo, to see if I can get a Cameroon visa there.
The road out of Ouagadougou was a real battle against a succession of res lights buy eventually and gladly I got to the rolling open road - which was a joy after 5-6 days cooped up in hot and dusty Ouaga!
I asked directions of a couple of motot cops who were on very old, oily and battered 1100rts - I asked how many kms and they said they didn't know as it had been round the clock!
Then approaching me later I saw a police rider waving me to the side. And after him there was a huge convoy of armoured cars of various sizes and other military vehicles, all piloted by Europeans. There must have been 50 vehicles and I could not make out any markings to know where they were from. This was the road to Niger so maybe they were returning from there - but it was 250 kms away so seems implausible.
I carried on to Koupela - it was now past 4 and very hot so I checked out 2 hotels with a view to stopping - both very cheap and pretty grubby. One was remote and down a sandy lane and the other had a noisy bat on the main road..
So after swigging my tea from breakfast (like the little old fellow that I am I usually make a tea or coffee in a little flask to tide me over as I usually skip lunch) I decided I would carry on and turned South towards Tofo, having checked with some customs checkpoint there was a hotel in Tenkodogo.
I had a lovely ride in the cooling evening (still hot but a little less) and came to a big, international style hotel (Hotel Latif) which seems incongruous in this little town. It's pricey but has a pool so I decided to splash out after my cheap little non air con cubbyhole in Ouagadougou for the past 5 days.

Although it's a big hotel I think I may be the only guest.
So I decided to balance the budget by going out to a local cheap restaurant. As I asked around, a chap called Frank pulled up and asked if that was my 'grande moto'. He was boggled when I explained I had ridden from near London.
So he very kindly offered me a lift on his moto into the town - all dirt roads - to a lovely little restaurant where I had a massive Coca-Cola and a dish of foutou which was rive with a great cause and some peppers and a little meat....All for £1.80.
.Frank then gave me a lift back to the hotel and we wished each other all the best. Just another example of the kindness of strangers that I have experienced throughout this trip.
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