The Trip Redeems Itself at Djoudj
Friday was the worst day of our trip. Saturday was the best. Ismaila, the guide we met on the boat, who drove us up here to St. Louis, picked us up at the hotel at 8am. He was out on the street and introduced us to Nicholas who was coming with us to the Djoudj bird sanctuary. Turns out Nick is a New Yorker, living in London, who flew to Dakar and came straight to St. Louis. Brave guy drove himself in a rental car. We all piled into a taxi for the 60km drive to the sanctuary which is on the Mauritanian border. (more…)
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