I fall almost off my chair when I read the email in Nouakchott: My dad wants to visit us in Senegal. What a nice surprise! When we get to Senegal we have only a couple days left to make it to Dakar, in order to pick my dad up from the airport. We are never going to make it. Luckily we find an affordable ride from the Zebrabar, close to St. Louis, to the airport.
My dad recently started exercising on a regular basis. But to make him bike alongside us for the six days he would be in Senegal, did not seem like the best idea. So we rent a car and head out, back to St. Louis. It was fun to realize how much Antoine and I have gotten used to Africa during these last few months. My father was amazed by the traffic, the beggars and the way Africans work. For us it's not all that striking anymore: Poor poor neighborhoods on one hand and on the other beautiful roads, with double lanes and street lights, while nobody is driving there. Bush taxis which are so full that three people are hanging on the outside, while banging on the door when the bus can leave. Stacking the roof of a bus two meters high with luggage and goats.
After a day in St. Louis, we head out to the Zebrabar. No cabin is available, so my dad sleeps in a tent just like us. (Here we have met Johan again, with whom we have travelled before. He has an extra tent!) The Zebrabar is in a national park. We see thousands and thousands of crabs running away from us, trying to find a hole in the sand to hide in. Antoine and I go for a swim, all of us walk along the beach and spot another Pelican. At night there is a big fire at the Zebrabar. Or was it the barbecue?

Arthur relaxing at the Zebrabar
We drive back in the direction of Dakar and run into a group of Vultures, having a feast. The thirty birds are sharing a cow. We end the day in a ‘campement’ by Lac Retba. This is a salty lake that is supposed to look pink. We mostly enjoy the rotten smell, which we fortunately get used to. Tonight we sleep in a real African hut, with a true, cold bush shower.
To be a real tourist for one more day, we visit a turtle farm. We have a tour with a very knowledgeable guide, who tells us everything about the difference between turtles and turtoises (the turtle lives in and around the water, the turtoise stays on the land). We see how they grow from the size of a coin to big enough for a human to sit on. This is really fun! By the end of the day we pay a short visit to the island of Ngor. The ride in the overloaded pirogue back to mainland is most memorable. As we ride, water flows into the boat. The ride is not very long and just before we really sink, we hit the beach hard. Pffff…..
Back in Dakar, we need to keep thinking about the continuation of our trip, so together we find the Gambian embassy. This is in the center of Dakar. A short walk around gives us an impression of the craziness tourist guides are always mentioning when they are describing Dakar. With every step we take we run into a vendor of phonecards, towels, scrabble games, pants, necklaces and so on. It is hard to stay polite.
It is sad to bring my dad back to the airport, but we have the memory of a very special visit. One that I could never have imagined to take place.
We have now been in Dakar for a while. We have received a package with a brand new stove, gotten several visas add updated the website. Now we are anxious to go on, very very anxious! We are not sure of our route yet, since robbers seem to be enjoying themselves with European tourists in the southern region of Senegal lately. We would really like to visit this region, the Casamance, but above all we want to be able to see the rest of the world as well.
We really enjoy your messages to us a lot, as we sometimes feel a bit lonely and far away. We do receive sms text messages, allthough we do not answer phone calls. We regularly check email and responses to the site.
Wish we could send some of this African sunshine around the world! Enjoy the spring!


Hallo Chantal en Antoine!
Eindelijk een berichtje uit Alphen. Met veel plezier “reis” ik met jullie mee, maar op deze manier door Afrika is beslist comfortabeler. Ik geniet van de prachtige foto’s en jullie interessante verhalen. Wat een belevenissen allemaal. En wat een kracht en doorzettingsvermogen hebben jullie om in lastige omstandigheden door te bijten en inventief naar oplossingen te zoeken.
Je zult jezelf meer dan eens tegenkomen en moeten afzien, zoals b.v. in de zandstorm.
Jos en ik wensen jullie veel succes, geluk en gezondheid op jullie verdere etappes. Veel groeten. Hetty.
Hello dears,
How wonderful that your dad visited you, that is so amazing!
I am very proud of you guys, you are handling things so well, i don’t think i would have the guts or the stamina to do what you are doing!
It is sometimes surreal to read your stories, that you are actually there, living the life you describe!
Keep it up, indeed, please send some sunshine and stay strong!
Kiss Janneke
Keep up the awesome work:) It sounds like you’re having an awesome time - what an experience.
Groetjes
Judith
Dear Chantal and Antoine,
bonjour, Hallo,
je viens respirer une bouffée d’air pur sur votre site web, quittant en esprit l’environnement citadin, mécanique, et nombriliste qui m’entoure… et voici que je me trouve emportée dans une tempête de sable, puis cahotant à bord d’un taxi brousse, et enfin étourdie par Dakar la trépidante !
quel voyage !
Contente de vous savoir en bonne santé, vaillants et toujours aussi déterminés dans votre projet.
Pour Thomas et moi, l’ambition aventurière s’arrêtera de ce côté de la Mediterrannée. Cet automne, nous trainerons surement nos 4 roues sur la côte sud de la Turquie.
Au plaisir de vous retrouver un jour sur d’autres routes. Je vous souhaire beaucoup de courage et beaucoup de belles découvertes encore
Flavie
We volgen jullie nog steeds en hebben er een enorme bewondering daar voor.Het was achteraf wel jammer dat wij niet wat langer met jullie konden optrekken in Tarifa,het was toch wel gezellig daar. Wij wensen jullie een voorspoedige reis en blijven jullie volgen. Groetjes LOET en HENNY.