Lokossa

When we arrived in Lokossa, a town in Benin close to the border to Togo, we arrived at a place which is surely not visited a lot by white people… but how do we know that? Well, first of all for one week the only ‘whites’ we saw were ourselves. Also there wasn’t much touristy stuff offered on markets or western food offered in restaurants (really lovely to see the real African small town life for a change). The most telling sign though were the toddlers that got scared so much by the pure sight of us that they cried, screamed and fled to saver distance or their mom. It was obviously not the impact we wanted to have on these kids, but well, what could we do. We must have looked more like scary white ghosts than friendly foreign visitors.

Anyway, we really loved that town. People were ever so friendly and – unlike in many of the tourist places – people did not constantly demand gifts or money from us. And the kids that didn’t get scared of us were happily singing this song whenever they saw us: