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 aving picked out Benin and surrounding regions as a possible vacation spot so long ago, I have since forgotten what drew me to the tiny African nations to begin with. As usual, I had no agenda, no expectations; I figured if I spent a month relaxing, doing a little reading and writing, and learned some French, I would be content. but the best thing of having no expectations is that everyday is an adventure, and I'm constantly amazed at my good fortune.
My travels started in Coutonou, the capital of Benin. After a hideously long plane ride, I couldn't find respite in the busy, polluted city. The cars (as I found throughout the region) we no newer than 20 years old, and met no emission standards whatsoever. One got around on zemi-john which entailed riding on the back of a mini-motorcycle, dodging the other cars and trucks, and sitting at the optimal level to allow for maximum inhalation of all the exhaust fumes. After a day of this terrifying mode of travel, I decided to leave for smaller, more tranquil towns.
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