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#13 – Flying through Guinea

There was no border control, but in the first village I passed, someone in army coloured clothes came to me and asked my passport. Afterwards he also asked for some…

#11 – The smiling Gambia

As soon as daylight struck the first trees I packed my stuff and moved towards the border to The Gambia. Now, there was a lot of vegetation in the area…

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