What Henry Africas : from travels in the African rain forest
The hopelessness of roads can not be understated. An endless array of potholes, swamps is forming what normally should be a double carriageway.
No tarred road, no single stretch of smooth, asphalt as we are used to in the West. And always an uncertain feeling, what is going to lurk at the next corner.
These are the feelings one has when driving through the rain forest in West Africa, the border with Sierra Leone, Liberia, and Ivory Coast. Nowhere one can relax here, tension is all over the place.
They want your shirt, literally. Any chance, and another note changes its owner.