Lome Togo West Africa
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Africa is an amazing place, the life is slow here, the pace is slow, everything is slow. I have more time alone here, but I can see the noise, the cell phone, the cars and motorcycles will increase, there will be a slow movement from peace and quiet to chaos. I think the bigger cities like Accra, Ghana and may more are already over the edge.
It will take me a week or two to adjust to the Africa lifestyle, and remember the good and bad of Africa.
I was laughing as I purchased a baguette this morning, I could not understand the French of the lady as she said 125 CFA. As, I walked away I realized every foreigner that walked up probably spoke good French, I am alone here on the French part of life, everyone speaks French and nobody speaks English. If someone does speak English it is normally one of the working girls hanging around the Hotel.
Togo a Militant Hotel Search
Kpalime, Togo West Africa
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Hunting for 6 U.S. Dollar per night hotels in Togo.
I read the word militant as used by Joseph Conrad in that article he wrote in National Geographic.
Fight the Good Fight
To Go Where no man has gone before. - Star Trek
Outside the box
The cutting edge
I do not know, I am trying to explain what happens when you get to the edge of known knowledge of travel. Traveling in France or the USA, most of Southeast Asia is like traveling in a swamp of known knowledge. In South America, every Tom, Dick and Harry is making the soon to be next world travel guide to South America in his or her delusional minds. There is list upon list of hotels collected and placed on internet pages. It is easy to find hotels.
It semi-appears that the velo people, I think that is the word, the people that ride bikes for travel are the explorer of much of West Africa and Africa. I keep thinking of Stellan the man I met on my last trip to Togo.
Search for word Stellan in the google.com search box at the index page of HoboTraveler.com and you will find many references to him.
And if I can get the crazy blogger system to allow the google.com search on all pages, it would now be at the top of this page.
Richard Trillo the Roughguides.com writer was a bike person also in Africa has written emails, and encouraged me to ride a bike in West Africa.
I then had a page sent to me about riding bikes in Togo by Eric.
There is that really special man on a motorcycle that has traveled many places in Africa.
Riding bikes in West Africa seems to be more common than in Asia or South America. Every Tom, Dick and Harry does it in Europe.
I personally believe the safest way to travel West Africa is with the Peugeot Stations wagons, the best way to see everything would be on a motorcycle dirt bike, not a big macho motorcycle, and off road motorcycle. I have thought about this many times. Then again, a good big Peugeot Van, one of them flat square types would be perfect and an extremely long steel cable winch on the front and back to pull me out of sand would be heaven. Then a machine gun hidden in back… hehehe
Africa is safer than you think or they would not be riding the bikes, this is the measure of safety.
Everyone going overland in cars or 4-wheel drives says safe. The problem is this, I am a one-man operation and one man is easier to take out than two-person operation. Stellan road a bike, and did not have anything to steal to speak of, it is also the temptation to steal or be robbed that is important, and not just me on a bike, what do I offer to steal.
I would like to have a good 400 Yamaha Enduro like I had when I was younger and almost killed me, as I was in a very bad motorcycle accident and spent a year walking on my armpits. (Crutches) A broken Femur in 4 place, sternum and wrist, then a fatty embolism, 10 day in intensive care, and 7 weeks in traction and too much of this.
I am not sure my Mother and Father need the opportunity to put 2 and 2 together. If I get on a bike, or motorcycle and go cruising around Africa for a few months. I would think they would put 2 and 2 together and then remember the motorcycle accident I had when I was 23. I do not remember the terrible part, I was full of morphine, valium, being fed intravenously and in blah blah land. I did not suffer any emotional pain in the intensive care area of the accident, I will forever remember being vulnerable and weak and walking on crutches for a year.
It is like when a person dies with no will or leaves a bunch of children in his or her wake. The person hurts the people and he or she does not think, I am responsible. I suppose in a way, I can see the faces of my parents and do not want them to be afraid. Getting on bike or motorcycle and riding has to make them remember or maybe they just do a block, but the truth is I will remember for them, and try to keep this off the list of blog experiences.
Does not mean I do not do things, I just do not talk as much. The cannot relate to danger in Iraq, like watching TV.
I somewhat feel like I would go hunting for a bazooka also if I rode a bike. I would mount it on the back or front of the bike, and when one of them big trucks rode by, a bunch of idiots played chicken with me, with zero respect for human life; I would remove or erase some bodies from the earth, with no remorse. I also have the remembrance and anger of riding a moped around for 4 years because I lost my drivers license for 10 years because of drinking. People in the USA would come up behind the moped for going slow, honk their horns and try to run me off the road. I wanted a bazooka then and they drive well in the USA.
The world is full of insane drivers; I have experienced 10 years of walking along the roads. I do my best to avoid the fun and games of idiot drivers of the planet, they kill and I can be killed for sure this way easy.
Ok, so much for the idea of searching for hotels on motorcycle or bikes. I will stick with the Peugeot Station wagons or public transportation and the way the world of backpackers or the majority of backpackers travel. Riding bikes, cars, and motorcycles is for normally the insane, rich or people who want to avoid sitting next to a local up close and personal. India is full of motorcycles, I think it is the way for people to dangerously avoid the extremely dirty India culture up close and personal, and in a way, this happens here in Africa with the cars.
Drive a car, avoid the people of Africa…
A bike rider cannot pedal and avoid the people; they must deal in many fashion and ways with the culture. A motorcycle can avoid the people of Africa and just view from the hotel window of some Buvette Bar with Pizza Hotel and call it real.
Ok, the real, the dirty, the mess, and the good fun. I am going to be militant in my search for Hotels and Auberge here in Togo. Do the good fight, I am pulling out the heavy guns, and I am going for target lock.
I think Guidebooks are written to tell you often how to avoid cultures. This hotel has pizza, but that is what the readers want and they must sell books to survive, and there is nothing morally wrong with buying pizza.
I have found a person who is honest, hard to find in West Africa, and speaks Mina and French and English to talk with the Peugeot taxi drivers and find hotels in Togo. We can quiz every one in the car, where the next Auberge or Hotel is located, where are the boom boom hotels. We want cheap; I am assuming the cheap ones are boom boom as is almost 90 percent in West Africa. I need to go into one of he Monastery Catholic Hotels for kicks and see if they are boom boom also.
There is almost zero need for hotels in West Africa, except to take a girls and have a rendezvous. With almost no traveling sales people, close to zero or one half percent of the rooms occupied by tourist, why do you need a hotel. The hotels are for boom boom and drinking. The difference between cheap and expensive is the price. The expensive hotel will force the person to rent the room for the night while the cheaper ones will go for by the hour or two.
West Africa has been an adventure to live in all the various forms of love hotels. However, to really see this in full force, go to Mexico, South America and Central America.
I wonder if the Hilton, Radisson or Sheraton does stats on their clients and know what percentages of room are for love. I say boom boom, I mean love.
You may call it a resort for love; I think of them a place where married men bring their secretaries and fellow workers.
My friend the Ghana Mina Guide likes to listen to my blunt nature. This is good, he like the truth of life, even when he is delusional and vague about the truth of Africa. He will look and believe the most exceptionally crazy ideas told to him by people are true. African leaders have been telling lies for so long, the people consider the lies the truth.
Note we have concrete walls in Africa and in Asia, they can be bamboo or thatch or basket. The hotels are very modern in West Africa compared to Asia or South America.
I am going to hotel hop now around this area between Kpalime and Atakpame or however you spell that city.
Sanitized Version of Africa
Bolgatanga, Ghana West Africa
Sunday, September 2, 2007
What the world wants is a sanitized descriptions and explanations of Africa, as reality is a disturbing inconvenience to acknowledge.
I sometimes am tempted to say to the Volunteer Tourist,
“You want the sanitized version, or reality?”
Sanitized Version of Africa
West Africa Loves Children
Bobo Dioulasso or Bobo, Burkina Faso, West Africa
Sunday, September 16, 2007
West African women live children the same as 90 percent of the planet, I think men is different.
A read click reply and wrote me after reading a post:
Hi, Andy. I am fascimated by you observation about African parents portraying litlle if any love for their children. Have you been able to define when (age wise) when this happens. I.e. Child is able to get ARound and sort of fend for it self? Do the mothers show any personal attention when their kids are infant to toddler age? Does their seem to be any relationship to the number of children per parent? Or, do the parents just get lazy and send the kids off to do the begging/ jobs? Interesting that you haven't noticed AIDS in this area. Was that true of the others in western Africa? One last ?...What seemed to change in the NGO's attitude after he stayed on longer than the usual 9 months. God bless you recovery, your humanity, and your explorations.
I try to convince my friend Gary, my Mom and others to learn to post good comments or questions on the Blog, and allow the world to enter into the fray… Please, writing me does allow good ideas to be passed around.
West African Women love children, not men, the women probably Love their children the same as 90 percent of the planet. I think if you want to learn about caring, study the men, a better observation of care and couple it with their religion.
Love for children is about the same in about 80 percent of the planet, and I think Africa is exceptionally good care for Orphans. They do not separate their infant or child from the child of others, more or less there is this I care for all children mentality, your child is my child, and when a girl becomes a prostitute and goes to the big city, the mother just takes the extra babies and continues on, I have not seen an AIDS orphans.
I am in favor of most child labor, I see nothing wrong with children working in the fields or helping their family to carry water, sell food or mining as I saw in Bolivia all normal. The problem again is men sitting around, drinking beer and having wives and children as slaves. Then the religions of the world support this behavior, making it close to impossible to say anything. Religion is the pivotal problem, as most religions give special advantages to Men.
A big problem is girls must have sex with teacher to have the money to pay for school. Of the girls go out to prostitute themselves for school fees.
Men on the planet use their dominant size to control women and children, and the religions than support the abuses.
However, children are possession of Mothers and Fathers to make them happy, a selfish desire to make a child into their likeness when good parents and to make them work when not good.
I suppose there is always the little abuse child in everyone, not me, because I am 100 percent sure, I was not abused. I probably abused my parents and this is become a bigger problem in the USA as parents get a 24/7 you are not doing enough for children lecture as the pendulum swings.
Love is learned behavior, love of children is learned, this is why I said, one jar of love to go. A person needs to buy it, they need to buy the time, and give it to people, the world comes and makes the un-needed orphanages, and they need them in India 10 times more than Africa. The volunteers do not come to love Africa, they come to fix Africa, and they do not want to get involved if anyone gets angry.
I think love for children need to be intrusive into another person’s life; a person does have the right to tell his or her neighbor to stop abusing their children. I sometime go over to stand next to women or children where the drunken father is being too much. Africa does not have many drunks, but places like Mexico has many. Drinking is a very small problem in West Africa, which is normally the number one problem in the world, too much alcohol, and the Volunteer come and are teaching them how to drink better and they are learning.
For the beggars, a religion here was sending out groups of boys to beg, and then wanting them to bring back 200 CFA, again part of the abuse by Religions and dangerous to talk about. All religions are abusive at base level, and do very little to help the people. Anytime a Monk, Priest, Mullah, Sadhu thinks they have the rights above their people this leads to abuse, same as when the leader walk around like they are special, special is a merit thing, not an appointment or choice, good work does deserve respect, not a label or title.
Men are abnormally lazy in West Africa, they do about 10 percent of the work, while in Asia about 25 and in Central and South America about 40-50 the Indians doing more than the Mestizos. Religions are abusive and out of control, all of them, the Buddhist build temple by daily taking of money and making sure the people know who did not give, other religions make not giving hearsay or punishable by death.
To teach care, is more about defending about abuse, to stop the abuser, more or less to say no, when everyone disagrees. This is why good modern time’s leaders are hated, they stop abusers. The rabble, the normal person is just an innocent goes with the crowd bystander, sort of groups hysteria with a twist.
The United Nations is correct to focus on women rights, but the more pivotal problem is abuse by Religions and leaders of nations.
I get in trouble here when I treat the women with equal respect as the men, but the men deserve so little respect here, even hard to give them the time of day, half-way respect, they take lazy to new levels.
Women though take good care of children, and breastfeed, I think care could maybe be correlated to breastfeed and carrying of children. At what age does the mother refuse to pick up the child, doe the mother consider breastfeeding needed, or do they put a bottle in their mouth and say be happy.
Love of children is making a many-layered cake, everyone country does it different and children do not need money, they need time.
Time… how long does it take to shake the hands of 10 small black children in West Africa? Than how do I get them to stop following me? A high five takes longer, and a child that is too timid takes longer. If the father starts to intimidate the mother or child, will you step up and intimidate the father. Will you allow a religious person to intimidate you? Can you hold your own?
Mothers on the planet are 90 percent selfish; they will usually take care of themselves before their children. In the end, the mother needs the money and the free time, love requires though first time, then money. Nevertheless, love is learned, and a one person at a time job, the TV is what is teaching the children now how to live, or ignore, or be ignored, when someone tells me they are too busy, I know how much they love me.
NGO change because they realize they are not doing anything to solve the problems, they are just here. The are romantics, full of idealistic who have trouble tying their shoes, they think if they go fix or help others they can save themselves. In the end, they do save neither and realize they are tourist, on mission. I am not sure, I tell people in West Africa, I did not come to save you, you do not need it, you are looking great, stop being bullies and life would be good, and if the men started to work just 10 percent, more they would be rich. This place has more natural land resources sitting doing nothing, I truly believe the Resource Curse is a reality.
NGO send children to do adult jobs, what do you expect, a 22 year old is going to save the planet? I think an NGO or Volunteer need to have had a job for 5-10 years and be over 30 to have a clue, more or less the NGO are full of people who want to be someone, not who are someone, get a vocation, before you come to teach, or accept you are just on Vacation getting stamp on your CV or Resume.
Africa will progressively behave, the camera is on them, the most effective weapon is a camera, nobody wants to the seven o
clock news as they abuse their baby or take a bribe, I like to take pictures of dirty laundry, a good way to clean the planet.
West Africa Loves Children
Losing Respect for West Africa
Bamako, Mali, West Africa
Monday, September 24, 2007
Respect is needed, self-respect, respect for others, it is not a want, it is a need, otherwise a person needs to spend 95 percent of their time checking and double checking because you do not trust the other person.
There are times when I meet people that are real jerks, however, they have special abilities, maybe they make one of the most beautiful guitars you ever seen. I respect the person differently, not about trust, but about merit, but I do respect them.
Made in Africa
Made in China
Made in USA
Made in Hong Kong
I search for pivotal ways of thinking, the one variable or question that demands I make a decision, the one perspective that just is incontrovertible.
The other day it occurred to me, a good test to know how developed a nation is, would be to know how many cell phone numbers are issued per 100,000 people. The problem here is there is no census, therefore all statistics are at best just guides and countries lie. Nevertheless, the number of cell phone numbers being used would alleviate the multiple economic streams of individuals. In addition, the governments could not hide because normally a government official owns the cell phone company and is making a windfall now.
Respect because of special skills and creative ability, the question I use is does the average person in the world see a label?
- Made in Africa -
People in West Africa beg continually for any white person or me to help them go to Europe or the USA. One person I know had an extremely persistent person, normally they are tremendously lazy, therefore, and this problem ends in minutes, as they want me to carry them, so the situation ends. However, one man went the extra step, I said,
- Do you want this person in the USA? -
It is similar to the European Union and Turkey, I just recently changed my opinion and now think, they should not become part of the European Union, they would not work together with the Union, the would pervert the Union. It would be like the USA joining with Mexico, however not a problem Canada.
I see no skills, I see no
- Made in Africa -
Labels or stamps in the USA.
I cannot think of one person in West Africa, who I can say,
- Yes, I will help them go to the USA; they would make a good citizen.-
I went to the American Embassy in the Philippines, or Thailand and got a good laugh,
- We are importing prostitutes. -
Men fall in love with prostitutes, marry them, and bring them to the USA. I only have about 50 percent problem with that, as I know the Philippine girls can be great workers, and you have to admire their spunk and drive, they talked a sap into marrying them.
Kita, Mali to Kayes, Mali, then to Dakar, Senegal Train.
I woke yesterday with the full intention of getting on the 12:30 train from Kita to Kayes, Mali. Then while typing away, journalizing, as some people would conceptualize.
- I do not want to go. -
There is ego, I said this, I said that, and I am 100 percent sure nobody cares whether I go to Dakar or to Thailand, or to Portugal or anywhere, I know in the end, travel needs to be outlandishly selfish or you will find yourself on some train to oblivion because you told someone you was going to do it.
I avoid Europe, why, because to enjoy Europe, I need to spend about 200 US per day, own a car, and drive around. Being that I can have just as much fun and even more for 15 dollars per day in Thailand or Peru, why spend money I do not have, as German a friend of mine from Colombia said, when you are old go to Europe.
I do not have to make the best of a bad decision… hehehe
I can just leave and quit a country or more correctly cultures.
I have now traveled west from Togo, Ghana, to Burkina Faso, to Mali and every day I study the Encarta Encyclopedia, I have read every chapter in the Roughguides.com West Africa guidebook, trying to convince myself to go farther. I know the religions, the way they earn money, the cost Hotel, I have read the guidebooks long enough I can feel the personalities of the writers in their words. I keep laughing, one use the word
- Outside is Hideous -
Then about the train, the writer said,
- Rife - with theft.
This is too much, and especially about the crime thing, if there is one redeeming quality about West Africa is it takes work to be robbed, they just do not steal; you just have to be stupid. I am not saying they are honest, they just are not petty criminals, they are not purse-snatchers for the most part, and they do not stick their hands in my backpack.
I know the Caribbean, and if I go back, it will be either to a resort, or on a sailboat.
I know Paris, I am not going to Paris unless I have 500 US per day I do not mine flushing in the toilet.
I know Europe; I will travel around in Europe when I find a way to buy car insurance and plates for a van or motor home.
I have spent about one year of my life now in West Africa, and I finally have to give up, the guidebooks are not written for backpackers using public transportation, a.k.a. the Bus.
If I go North, I go to Morocco a place like Venezuela, not on the list to return in this life, but in the way, hard to avoid.
All I can figure out about going to Dakar is there is probably some Euro-Trash there or some drink-a-pint for breakfast Brits, the sections in my guidebook is about twice as big when it comes to how to drink bear or eat Western Food, and the Hotels sections are written for tourist, not backpackers. I suppose I am curious to go The Gambia to see if there really are European women there to buy men.
Ok, Africa is a breeze, safe, easy, the road are great, to travel by public transportation is a pain, and to find acceptable Hotel is too much work to be fun, I need a car or motorcycle.
Therefore, I give up, I accept the guidebook, and I will avoid the African people and take the cream off the top when I return. I will buy a nice Air Conditioned Van and enter from Morocco. I will make sure I am traveling with a Five Star Hotel travel mentality, and stop thinking it is possible to backpack West Africa.
Alternatively, I can wait just about 5-10 years and the idiots that rule will decide to buy better Buses. The roads are almost perfect, flat, easy, and nice, but Africa needs AC buses, the people are abusive, they will pack as many people as possible for money in a car or bus.
Another test of a country is,
- How many emails do you have of the locals? -
Another and simpler test of how good is a country for tourism is,
- How many tourists do you see? -
I can count on one hand the number of tourist in West Africa I have met, I meet many cannot-save-themselves Volunteers, dysfunctional reveling in the power of giving like the movie Schindler’s List when the guy talks the Nazi in to pardoning people is power. Eventually the Nazi did not get it, and either do the Volunteers, NGO etc. I am a recovering alcoholic and 100 percent sure, you cannot help a person that does not want to help themselves, and highly dysfunctional to try to help a person just too lazy to move.
I am doing some crazy things presently; I am carrying now 10 English books, and Three Cans of Vegetable. I realized my hands were tingling because the 40 Kilos of backpack weight is starting to cause nerve damage. I need to the books to avoid Africa, and I need the canned vegetables because the food sucks. I wanted to buy a box of Grape Juice in Bobo, Burkina Faso and they wanted three US dollars and I was going to buy, then I realized I did not trust that it was fresh, I need to spend two week there until I found the one store that is ok.
I did not eat yesterday, this is off my rockers crazy, as the Brits say,
- I could not be bothered. -
It just takes too much work to find food that is acceptable, plus in either Burkina Faso or Mali they started to smoke cigarettes and spit. Mali people spit continuously and I have yet to see them take a shower, I watch. Togo, Benin, Ghana people are always standing around with tons of bubbles on them, it is easy to find a shower, I think they have adapted this Morocco, Arab, I do not shower thing, and I think it will get worst if I go towards Dakar. I ride on buses, I do not have a 4-wheel drive, I smell them, I see them up close and personal, they culture has changed; they are pigs in Mali, compared to Togo or even Ghana, where they are clean. Now the teeth are stained with smoke, and they take huge logs and clean their teeth.
A person wrote me and said, Dakar just like Europe, that did not help, the last place I want to be is in Africa just like Europe, if I want to go to see Europe, I will go to Europe, and to be truthful, I do not like Europe, has to be the worst value for the travel dollars on the planet, they somehow want me to believe it is ok. The USA is half the price to live than Europe. I remember Sophi in Paris, 160,000 US for an apartment that in the USA all your friend would be saying to you, are you crazy, you sleep in the living room, and you dry your clothes by hanging them all over the furniture, and you drive around for one hour per day looking for a place to park you car, get a life, give up.
I am not sure, but I think the Brits pay a lot for beer, I keep thinking that Africa is probably heaven for their alcoholic propensity. Like the book, Are You Experienced, and everyone is talking in India on why people come or travel in India and finally a man screams,
- The Dope is Cheap. -
I would think to stay drunk and slowly drink yourself into a stupor is at least half the price in Africa and even less.
Every country normally has this subject, this topic that travelers talk about, and finally I get curious and want to go see for myself, and I have readers write and say, go see this, I do not meet any travelers to tell me of any places to see, and I cannot find any reason to continue. I do think the Forts of Ghana are great, and interesting to here them pervert and make up history.
Why come to Africa?
Therefore, I can say I was here. This truthfully is the worst reason on the planet to travel, like bragging to an audience that does not care, and will continually start to talk about AIDS. I have not see one sign ever of AIDS in Africa, I just see another country, like any other country, nothing is decimated, this place is place is just a welfare child and working to be on becoming third generation welfare family.
When I am tying away and I cannot think of anything good to say, then time so find a different culture, to say country is only going to cause you a traveler problem, I need to find a substantial change in cultures.
The big problem in the world for travel is winter; it truly limits the number of countries to visit enjoyable as a backpacker.
I have the sum of a few wants to be happy,
- Internet -
- Food -
YES IN CHRISTIAN AREAS - Nice women to share dinner with. -
- Good Books to read. -
- Something of interest to Photograph -
- A good value Hotel room. -
- People that laugh and are nice -
- Some clear and obvious tourist attraction. -
YES - Safe -
- I do not want to complain. -
- Conversation with interesting people. -
The two easy to agree with is that in Christian Africa there are girls to talk with, and Africa is for the most part very safe. Safe is SOP for most countries, however hard to be robbed here.
The other things on the list are tiresome and difficult to find, a continually scramble to find, and generally I fail. Acceptance of this is crazy, when I know I can change it.
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference.
One taxing on the spirit problem with travel is we see many unpleasant things, and as I have learned in a very brutal ways, I get, and all people get in life exactly what they deserve, no more, no less. When a person in a bad situation reaches for help, there is always the hand reaching to help pull them into the boat. There will always be loser and winners and it is up to me, to decide my future. I am 100 percent responsible for my success and failure.
Losing Respect for West Africa
Bangkok, Thailand Southeast Asia
Monday, October 8, 2007
I am like a person grieving over a dead person; I can feel myself going through all the stages of the acceptance of death. I had or have great aspirations and hopes for Africa and I find myself about the same as the NGO’s and Volunteers in Africa.
- I have accomplished nothing! -
Strange, I am a person that prides myself in doing nothing well, and I continually find myself in an emotional vacuum where I need to accomplish something. There is an inherent need in man to accomplish something, some cultures, for example the Germans are obsessive in this and maybe Africa is on the bottom, lacking desire. I would say I am about 90 percent German brain, and about 10 percent African brain, therefore my mind needs to accomplish.
Accomplishing something is fools gold, what I accomplish is only important in the end to me, what I give to the world is where I will reap my real awards. I guess I know that if I give my accomplishments to the planet, the powers above me, not the weak, however the powers above me will return double.
However, even in giving, we must do it, I must accomplish, we must give to receive, and I find myself impotent in my ideas about Africa, nothing works, this is Africa, and hard to grab a string and pull on it, nothing comes of my pulling. Where is the handle, where is the grip, I just cannot seem to get my hands around Africa and say, yes, this was accomplished.
I think of the NGO’s, the only accomplishment that has obviously been accomplished in Africa is they have scared them into using Condoms. All the other nut case people, are just grabbing at straws, and telling everyone they have wagonloads of accomplishments. I feel it, they just have straws, then again when a person cannot accomplish something easily, their may not be anything to do, I mean, when something needs done, it is easy to do something. I really do not have any idea what Africa really needs, they really have what they need.
I do not think Africa needs help, I would like to do some other things in Africa, however there is a quagmire of cultural problems, that defeat independent thoughts, moreover a person has to become the king in Africa, there is no half commitments. I suppose one day Africa will decide to become parts of the outside world, and they will open the door, and that will be that, their culture will open.