You have three days and then you have to go to Immigration and get a visa for the length of your stay at $2 a day, wish they would have told me that at the border. So that took two hours bouncing around getting the stamp and then the colonel has to sign it and he's never around when you need him. Stopped by the US Embassy to get an update on the DRC, they kept me waiting for forty minutes and couldn't tell me anything I didn't know, so basically a waste of a day.


DAY 35. 24-11-22
Decided to do a little loop around the countryside ,and it was a lot more challenging than I had bargained for, especially my short cut over the mountains,, 37km took two hours and was
a track through numerous villages high in the mountains. Discovered there is no petrol to be had and had to buy some at $5 a litre !
After eight hours and 324km later made it back to my penthouse. Poverty is evident wherever you go, so many people just hanging around, not working.The yelling of "Mzungu"
everytime they see me gets to wear on you and it has been the worst country thus far, maybe because there are so few whites here, there are no tourists here to speak of, so maybe that's why all the kids just call you out all the time.


There isn't anything that can't be transported on a bicycle here, was behind the guy with all the chickens on the motorcycle and when he took the bend the poor chicken's head scrapes on the road.
A lot less motorcycles here and a way more bicycles than Tanzania.


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