Tag: WestAfrica-Generic

As some of you know, my phone was stolen on Monday; my trip around West Africa didn’t get off to an auspicious first day. However, I’m unexpectedly chipper about the whole event. For a start, when I bought the phone originally, in late August last year, after my trusted Blackberry …

“I’m not racist, but … … what is that White man doing here? Why doesn’t he stay in his own country.” Fortunately I’ve not been party to this yet – only the occasional stare directed towards, I assume, my purple toenails. It’s one of the things rushing through my mind …