... is great! Every Friday we would meet again on it again, because that is simply the time in which we live. During the week we are open every day 8:30 to 12:30 and 15:00 to 18:00 in project incidentally still need to buy, wash, cleaning, cooking, etc., then there is not much time to see what. All the better then the weekend, here an exemplary sequence, so it was this time:
Friday night for the first time, cooked on the menu are French fries, which are here carved with us hand-made from real potatoes and fried, then in palm oil. Made with love and you can taste it too! The rest of the evening will be a couple verchillt with us on the balcony. Not too long, not too hard, one needs an energy for what is to come. So about twelve times to bed.
Saturday will be rested for the first time, there is a good breakfast, with coffee and Pain Perdu (in German, the French toast n). Then a bit of tidying up, throw some stuff in the backpack, helmet under his arm and off you go. Short walk to the taxi stand on the high road, then from the taxi (again get the Yovo Square front with the driver at the window ;-)) and to get going Cotonou. We arrive in Dantokpa (the attentive reader will recall now, that was the huge market) and assume it's something that the sharks Zem Vive, which is the street where we lived the first week. Click here for the first time in the Maquis, what to eat. The first sobering: Here's just meat with Akassa. I do not eat meat, maybe not everything Akassa not even a little taste is also a meal have. So just a beer. After Raph has eaten, then we go over to the Maquis, where can I get for 300 francs but still my rice.
goes on in the supermarket on the shopping list is coffee, a short conversation with supermarket staff have the match available for free to Benin, Mali. Then the shock: I got my sunglasses are the only true round, mirrored sunglasses killer in the maquis on the table left! Back quickly, only to learn that some guy has been inserted, which we had previously annoyed already eating all the time. I compatible that I come back tomorrow and he has brought them back by then.
We incapacitated in terms of sunglasses until further notice , we go out to the beach and our host amine, Baden half-Egyptian with black-ADM-voice, which is driven by car from Karlsruhe here (there is a class Blog !), and is visiting his girlfriend, who works for the DED. The two live in a gigantic apartment with terrace right on the sea even greater - great!
On that very terrace we then spend the rest of the afternoon and the early part of the evening in the nice talk and music before it starts then: eat something first, then enjoy a short trip to Eric: Rasta before the Lord and owner of the most beautiful beach throughout Cotonou. Although rather outside, but amine Mercedes brings a reliable destination, through the whole Sahara has first been made, too.
Here tonight announced Full Moon Night, all night reggae. We are all three not in dancing mood, but the circumstances of the location advantage in so far perfect, as that we just set a beer on the beach and watch the sea. For the reggae beat chill out. About three we resolve to go home.
on the next morning I wake up at ten, the first of the three of us. The others can wait a little bit up, I take the opportunity to read a bit. When the others wake up then goes to breakfast. Due to the fact that the nearest bakery has been sold at 12:00 pm all croissants, decide we summarily for sandwich - Coated Arab Art Thin flat bread, with hummus, then lettuce, onions, tomatoes, cucumber, a bit of scrambled eggs, cheese and olives is clean, wrapped together, done the best breakfast in the world. This was great, the taste, and so well, that Amin Raph and I immediately want to convince them but to open a snack with something. Has he ever considered, let's see what comes of it. We while away the remaining
lunch on the terrace and we do against four on the way back. First with the sharks to Zem Vive, where I actually for a small amount of 200 francs get totally bent my sunglasses again. Great joy that I had namely secretly been written off. On the Zem Dantokpa back to the glasses will be addressed for now. Once there, we look for a taxi, no bus this time but a car, we still share with four other passengers and the driver. Still more comfortable than the bus, above all, faster.
In Porto-Novo then just buy some bread, give this evening is to Bruscetta. Onions and tomatoes are still there. We eat, we rely on the patio and still hear a little music. About eleven to bed, because tomorrow we have to work unfortunately. But only by the contrast you learn to appreciate the beautiful.
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