Later in the afternoon it started raining heavily. We met 3 Germans, father and 2 sons, who planned to have their night out in a tent in the dunes.

 There is another hair-rising pass we had to conquer the Tizi n’ Tazazert with 2283 m. Very few of this odd tourist species go there.

  The road was winding its way through traditional villages, where the inhabitants did even not dare to feed their goats with used plastic bags, desert landscape and fantastic geological phenomena.

We arrived in Nouakchott. Immediately they integrated us into their social system for traffic regulations.

On 13.10. we started our adventure to the far, far north, with the first destination being Mauritania. For days Monika was having nightmares about the border crossing we have to take.

Cap Skirring, the ultimate tropical beach paradise in Senegal. When we arrived it was pretty quiet.

At the border the Senegalese guys were efficient. They didn’t want anything.

From Kayes we moved on towards the Senegalese border. Lots of Malian trucks were on the road which was more or less ok.

Of course, in Kayes we had to lodge in the historic Railway hotel.

After all dangers in Togo, leaving the country and entering Ghana was not as easy as we thought it would be.