Well, picking up from my last piece and having arrived in Lome, we managed to find a hotel- the best which Lome has to offer, on the beach and with a huge swimming pool. I am a bit suspicious of African pools after hearing one of my colleagues tell me how his captain picked up an infection which went on to his brain and has since left him in a wheelchair, a shadow of his former self. But again that is just one of the many perils which Africa offers up. Anyway, following a slightly disturbed sleep due to the bass reverberating up to my room from the hotel's nightclub (although in Africa a nightclub is generally a synonym for an altogether different "institution"), it is time to run the water in my shower. I leave it to flow for the customary five minutes so as to give the water time to turn from a yellowish color to clearish before showering. Then I am dressed and heading downstairs to meet the rest of the crew!
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