Abomey
Monday, January 31st, 2005We were heading on our way to Abomey crunched together for over 2 hours of sweaty sticky vinyl and cloth seats, nine people in a little car they call a taxi. Weaving in and out of traffic like a Nascar driver released on the highway, but this was just a two lane with potholes. And sometimes we had to take dirty non-paved roads to avoid road blocks in which we… Continue reading



