Some very sore heads, that's what happens. We started out with a couple of 4WDs. Our Mission: Make Timbuktu before the day ends. The road to Timbuktu was long and badly in need of a grading. But I was surprised to hear that it was in pretty good nick for this time of year, and that in the wet season it is an absolute nightmare. Scary. It was OK for a while........ until someone passed us. Then all hell broke loose. Our driver was NOT to be passed, under any circumstances! He made sure he got back past, and to him there was nothing else. Tash hit the roof so hard that it brought tears to her eyes. But we got there eventually........... butt sore and dusty as hell.
When we got to Timbuktu, I was hoping for something of a mystical place. The sort of place that the name conjures up in the mind. The reality is unfortunately quite different. I think I can be safe in the assertion that.... ITS A HOLE! Its dirty and ugly and our walking tour was something of a disaster. We were followed incessantly by toutes, taken to the wrong restaurant, wrong museum, wrong t-shirt guy, wrong everything by the kickback taking guide. Couldn't wait to get out of there.
Time to move on!!
