The Bus Station
The bus station is an experience in itself. This is a picture of the bus station. Buses are vans.
Now, to get the sign to Wum.
We all went to the bus station.
Oussematou then hired a van to go to the sign makers shop to pick up the
sign. Again, she bought cardboard and
lots of tape.
Scribblers and pens and
pencils, teachers record book and boxes of white and colored chalk and other gifts were soon to be on their way
to Wum, in a seat paid for in the van! We could not all fit in the car
so Terrance of IDF went in the Van with the sign for the trip to Wum. Now for our journey. Little did we know! We did know that a major bridge had been
washed out a year ago and two people were killed.
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| Working on a New Bridge! |
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| Present Bridge |
Everyone said the road was terrible but to
experience it is something else. This
road is beyond a road grader. It needs
to be rebuilt. It seems that decisions
are made in the far away capital and remote regions are not priority. This road is impassable when it rains and
almost impassable when it is dry. We dipped and climbed through the ruts and
carefully eased our way over the exposed ledges.
When things like this happen, passengers just sit along the side of the road hoping someone will come to help.
About half way to Wum, a truck overtook us,
signalling for us to pull over. ‘Did we
know that we were leaking a stream of fuel behind us?’
The driver jacked the car up to look at the
damaged fuel line.
He and Allan decided
that the best thing to do was to travel as fast as we could as far as we
could. There is no help along this
road. I really don’t know what one would
do if one encountered a breakdown but we saw several vans stopped with the
people sitting waiting for help.
Anyhow, about our dilemma.
Since the car was diesel, we felt there was not a danger of fire. So, we headed out to again navigate the ruts,
ridges, washouts and galleys.
We were very relieved to arrive in Wum. Because of our fuel problem, we had to drive
past the school without stopping! Our
driver dropped us at the Morning Star (I refuse to call it a Hotel) and went
immediately to get the fuel line fixed (Sunday).
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