Days 18, 19, and part of 20
I’d never heard of Ouagadougou before Abner and I started to plan our trip.
Best name for a city EVER!!!!
Capital city of Burkina Faso.
Even though there’s not exactly a whole lot to do there…we put it on our list of places to spend time mostly because we liked the way it sounded when we said “Ouagadougou”…
We wanted to take pictures of ourselves in front of some sort of “Welcome to Ouagadougou” sign. But we couldn’t find one. Best Ouagadougou sign we could find was the one on a big trashcan downtown. See????
It was rather awkward taking this picture…there was a cop across the street that made us nervous…like he might wonder why we were taking pictures of a trashcan…and it would be difficult to explain. So we tried to look nonchalant while each of us surreptitiously tried to take a picture of the other. I am casually sucking on a water sachet…I don’t look out of place at alll!!!! 🙂
Since getting to Timbuktu and back was a bit draining, we planned on relaxing in Ouagadougou. We had a great room at a great hostel. Hotel le Pavillon Vert. I’m sure I’ll post on that at some point. If you ever go to Ouaga, and you’re on a budget, you probably can’t beat the place.
Abner decided to not shave on this trip. He started out being confused by people with being Korean…a little bit of beard and he became Japanese…a little more…Pakistani…full beard by the end of the trip and he was completely Saudi! Oddly, not a single person thought he was Filipino! When people would ask him, and he would tell them where he was from, very few people even knew of the country or where it was.
By the time we hit Ouaga, and were as tired as we were, I thought he was looking like a Laotian refugee…