Another early morning for us all. We quickly got dressed and packed all our
belongings into the minibus. Salimatou,
one of the teachers had arranged a taxi to collect Steve, Fiona and I and she
travelled with us to Barra. It was pitch
dark and I sat with my camera on my lap hoping for another appearance by the
strange un-named animal I had seen two years ago, but no such luck. We arrived at the ferry port before the
ticket office opened and sat in the dark waiting for sun-rise. We managed to find a stall selling coffee and
so kept warm until the sun came up. Mr
Secka came to see us off and discuss the mending of his book shelves at
Essau. As soon as the ticket office opened
Mr Secka went and got the required tickets and stayed until we were safely
through the gates into the departure area with the minibus. We then discovered that the ferry was still
in Banjul, and so we began the long
wait for the first ferry. We passed the
time by shopping for breakfast and more coffee, and looking longingly at the
horizon, hoping to see the ferry.
Eventually it arrived and we were allowed to board, the minibus being
the last vehicle on as many of the vehicles had spent the night inside the port
waiting to cross. We arrived in Banjul
before noon, but as it was clean-up
day we had to leave the minibus and walk until we found a café willing to serve
us. All businesses should be closed
until 1pm, but fortunately we were
able to go inside a closed café and pull down the shutter while we had a
welcome cold drink and a plate of chips to share! Eventually 1pm
came and our minibus came to collect us and take the girls back to their hotel
for the rest of the day. Steve, Fiona
and I got a taxi and returned home, where we rested in the afternoon before
taking Fiona for a last meal at Yashmina’s and then on to the airport to fly
home. We then returned home for an early
night after all these early morning risings.
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