Hotel Faso Togo

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... was overjoyed to see her sons and happy to meet us as well. She doesn’t speak much French so we had to communicate through translation when we asked how she was and how things were going. We all piled into the Land Cruiser and drove to the house of the oldest brother, Jacques. He had been warned we were coming and received us happily in his living room where he asked questions about our trip and our work and we introduced ourselves. They were all ...

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... brought out a bottle of red wine, a rare treat here, and the adults each had about half a glass. Then cans of soft drinks and beer were offered, according to individual taste. My portion of salad was large enough that I had eaten plenty by the end of the first course, though there was another: rice and a warm fish and tomato stew to ladle on top. I generally eat lightly in such circumstances, though I’m never hungry when I finish. This occasion was no ...

People hurry because there is almost never enough carryon space. So the last ones on have to store their carryon far from their seats or check them, both of which mean delays on arrival, sometimes very long delays, and even uncertainty of the bags arriving. In the past I’ve had bags forcibly gate-checked, and then not seen them again for a week….

The “survival of the fittest” ...

Guy drove me back to the hotel through dusty, smoky, but nearly empty streets, a far cry from the chaos of a few hours earlier.

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