I know. It’s been a whole month. Memories are fading a bit, so I’ve got to get this recorded! So, I left off with our radiator driving away with a young boy on a motorcycle. Would we make it to the beach….?
Here’s what was decided. Since we already had reservations at Hotel Bel Azur in Grand Popo, and since we had two vehicles, the decision was made that we girls and Tobi would go on to our destination – so as not to run into any problems securing the rooms. Neal and Don would wait for the 4Runner to get fixed. But not before a brief trip to the artisanal to see what we could see and buy what we could buy. Several members of our group found some lovely items. Neal and I enjoyed the place because there were so many Hausa speakers there. Nice for us as unfortunately we don’t speak French, which is the main language being spoken all around us. We even shared the Gospel with one of the traders, and put Pastor Joseph on his case to follow up.
We ladies, protected by Tobi, were on our way by about 4pm. The drive was less than 2 hours – in spite of the 2 lanes and lots of traffic. Were we ever glad to see the ocean!! Here we are, arriving!
A requirement for me when on vacation is working air conditioners. Especially when in humid climates that our bodies are not at all used to. (We are in dry season in Niger, meaning humidity readings in the single digits). I have been known to be very scary when a place we stay claims to have AC when all that ‘AC’ amounts to is an AC unit that operates as a fan. Not good. Upon our arrival, we tried no less than 10 rooms to find AC’s that worked. Between the 7 of us, we needed 3 rooms. Not everyone was adamant as I about having cold, dry air, but they humored me. After much sweating, stubbed toe, scraped hand, carrying bags up and down stairs several times, we were settled. Basically. But wait! It was almost dark. And even though all of us could be considered the adventourous sort, none of us wanted to enter the ocean post sunset. Tobi had been so patient through the whole ordeal I really wanted him to be able to get in – if even for 5 minutes. After all, it had been 4 days since we left home and we’d yet to see our beach.
The beach at this particular location is quite rough. It’s very steep and one has to be a decent swimmer to get in. Tobi and I are both decent swimmers and I’m also a decent watcher. I think I had more fun watching Tobi run directly into the ocean, arms outstretched and shouting – than he had doing it. And believe me, he had fun! As good of a watcher as I am, I could not see him in the wild waves once the sun was down, so out he came. But he was a happy camper. From there, we relocated to the pool which was lighted and lovely. Then we waited for the men. Neal called before they left to let me know that all his car papers/passport etc, was in Don’s car, which was with me. “So be ready to bring them if I call you”. What?! Get in the vehicle again? In the dark? On that road?
Those in Cotonou with Neal & Don couldn’t believe they were going to travel without their car papers. Believe me, I was all for it! And much to everyone’s surprise, they made it through every checkpoint with no one asking for their documents! Thanking God here!
They arrived around 10pm. We had ordered food at the restaurant so it was almost ready by the time they got there. Boy did we ever enjoy that meal! Vehicle fixed and we were all safely at our destination. Tomorrow – Beach Day!
Oh – I haven’t mentioned yet what was wrong with the 4Runner. I’m not sure I completely understand myself….But the gist of it is that something caused overheating which made a hole in the radiator which caused the water to get in the gear box. But Ben came through with much oversight by Pastor Joseph and he got it fixed.
Moving on….Here’s the view from our room.
We brought all our own breakfast stuff except for the mangoes and pineapple we purchased in the market. Here’s where we enjoyed breakfast every morning – right outside our room.
Yep, the pineapple was amazing!
This is where we shopped.
So our schedule went something like this. Get up (whenever we felt like it), have breakfast. Watch the local fisherman bring in their nets – sometimes while in the ocean and getting in their way. Spend time on the beach/in the water/fighting the waves. Various combinations of us going for a walk/jog on the beach. Move to pool. Read. Swim. Eat avocados and pineapple and an occasional coconut. Order lunch to be eaten at the hotel restaurant – semi outdoor with a view of the beach. After lunch, retreat to our room for a nap and to cool off in that crispy AC. Back to the beach until sunset. Return to the pool for splash contests and more relaxing. Order dinner, eat it really late. Crash after such an exhausting day. The following pictures might tell the story a little better.
Children and women are on hand with buckets when the catch is brought in. They buy from the fishermen and take it directly to market to sell. Now that’s fresh fish!
Inspecting the catch of the day.
We even saw some shrimp in there!
I’m including this video because I found it fascinating. The nets were pulled in very systematically using a whistle and a type of chanting. Everyone knew exactly what to do. This was done every morning.
Here’s the view of our rooms from the beach.
Here’s a view of the ocean with Neal ready to take it on.
Neal and Tobi contemplate….separately.
This is the restaurant where we ate many of our meals. Viewed from our balcony.
Another shot from our balcony. Erin and Tobi.
Tobi LoVeS the ocean. It didn’t matter that he was on vacation with a bunch of ‘old’ people. He loved every minute of it.
‘Riding’ these waves was quite the challenge. More than once I felt like I was being tossed around in a washing machine and didn’t know which way was up.
Sand crabs were EVERYWHERE and I found them fascinating. These are only a couple of the pics I have of them. I even have video of them digging.
Here’s the little guy digging. They do everything sideways, and are very quick.
From salt water…
To fresh water…
Being silly. Very silly.
Check out the painting on the wall behind us.
One must keep up one’s strength whether with pineapple…
For all the fierce competition.
Points were awarded..and if memory serves, Tobi had the biggest splash.
It’s a well known fact that no poolside time is complete without a good book. Jessica had the right idea.
Everyone had the same idea.
This beautiful sunset could be viewed from the pool…
Or the beach…
Now everyone knows that a trip to the beach is not complete without someone being buried in the sand. Tobi was the, ummm, volunteer.
I’m pretty sure Neal was having more fun than Tobi.
Guessing Tobes is feeling quite vulnerable about now…
But it wasn’t all bad, having those big shoulders and all.
Wonder how long it would take the sand crabs to dig him out if we would have left him there…
But it wasn’t all fun and games at the beach…it was fun and games in other places too. Other than our trusty hotel restaurant, here are some of the other places we ate…
It’s dark, but we’re eating chocolate mousse. And according to Erin, it’s the best chocolate mousse she’s ever eaten in her life. I may have to concur.
Panini in Benin!
We enjoyed us some fish. Lots of fish – being right at the ocean and all!
Hungry yet? Fish brochettes (shish-ka-bobs). Tobi was begging for my broccoli – and everyone else’s. What a deprived life he lives.
Just for comparison sake, Erin and Jess had to have mousse at another place. I believe it came in a close 2nd.
Nothing like a rousing game of giant checkers after a good meal.
I’m not sure if it was Kerrianne or Jess that came out a winner…
Happy tummies are conducive to silliness.
They are also conducive to napping.
Here are some other things we did…
Shopping on the beach. Nothing like it!
Don was the best shopper.
It made more sense for all 7 of us to cram into 1 vehicle when going somewhere, so Tobi would get tucked in the back. He used his time wisely.
Just a reminder that wherever we went, we were still at the beach.
We visited the Slave Museum in Ouidah. Very sobering to hear how one human could treat another.
A restored cannon at the Slave Museum.
A really cool monument in Ouidah built in memory of the slaves.
Time to go.
Next stop – Casa del Papa for 4-wheelin’ on the beach! This is the road to the beautiful resort.
When we got there, they told us none were available. Can you believe they were able to deny this face?!
We made the best of it and enjoyed ourselves anyway. I was really wanting these guys to be able to do the 4 wheeler’s though. Neal and I have done it here twice before and my goodness is it fun. As in F-U-N!!
Time to be on our way. After all, we have a beach waiting on us.
Our last night at Bel Azur there was a buffet dinner with traditional dancing from the Beninoise people. We thoroughly enjoyed both the food and entertainment – once again on the beach.
Disregard the look on Tobi’s face. The food was great and we all loved it. Just a bad camera shot but the only one I had. Or maybe he’s really savoring it.
So – that was our last night. However, the adventure is not over. I have not mentioned anything more about our 4Runner. But while it was sitting in the parking lot and being driven occasionally, it was having it’s issues. But I must stop now. We had an awesome time in Grand Popo so for now, I’ll leave it at that. I will get to the ‘rest of the story’ some time soon.
For now, I leave you with this.