Day 8 Oh so car sick

Day 8: 10 hour drive to the Dogan

We were up and in the car by 6am in order to catch the ferry out of Timbuktu. The people acted like it was 5 degrees and were all sitting around shivering. Here is a family hanging out by their house at 7am.

The kids all wanted handouts. The closer we got to the Dogan area, the more the kids enjoyed getting our old water bottles. (above) Besides, that was one of the things our guide told us we could give them. This shot is obviously before I started getting sick. (below)The roads were still decent and we hadn't gone off on our "short-cut" yet.

We stopped for a break about 4 hours into the drive to get gas and cross the only normal looking road for hours. We watched the women gathering for their local market.

I ended up sitting in the front seat so I could handle the ride, and here is what Toby is doing in the back! Can you believe he is sleeping through this?!

The whole country is flat but then all of sudden you see this huge escarpment in the distance. It was amazing to see because of how different the rest of the country is.

I just want to take a minute to tell you how absolutely amazing our driver was. He drove through sand, water, rock and anything else you can imagine. At the end of this tedious day, he drove the car up the steepest slope you have ever seen a road on and deposited us safely at our hotel in Sangha.