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POSTCARD FROM THE GAMBIA
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POSTCARD FROM THE GAMBIA fire dancing, Makasutu forest:  Now back from my travels in The Gambia, here is my postcard to you all. In The Gambia, like in many African countries, things never go to plan. There’s always a twist to everything that we take for granted in the West; that’s what makes holidays there very memorable. As Gambian money can’t be taken into the country and credit/debit cards aren't accepted outside the hotels, I took travellers cheques only to find out that they can't be used in the country! It took nearly a day to sort out some money. Our hotel was little more than a 'knocking shop'. There were older white men wanting to have sex with younger Gambian women, and there were older white women wanting to have sex with younger Gambian men. Just sitting on the balcony of our bedroom was eventful; one man entertained three women in one afternoon. At the bar, men would frequently compare prices of the prostitutes they enjoyed. Also in the hotel was an older woman finalising her divorce to a Gambian man. Unsurprisingly, the Gambian man only wanted to marry her in order to get into the UK. There was another older woman visiting her married Gambian lover who soon realised that she was only in the country to give him lots of money. There was an older man who claimed that a younger Gambian woman was falling in love with him. After taking her out and bringing her back to his bedroom, she then asked for 4,000 dalasis (about £70) for her services. He kicked her out of the hotel, though only after having sex with her. New Year’s Eve was spent eating, drinking and dancing, though the Senegalese band did enjoy playing funeral songs! The hotel staff missed midnight and we celebrated the New Year five minutes after midnight amidst fireworks exploding everywhere and I mean everywhere - upwards, downwards and sidewards! One night, my girlfriend and I were returning to the hotel when we got stopped by a Gambian bumster, a local man hustling for money on the streets. Jimmy, as he called himself, invited us to his beach bar for some weed - a beach bar is just a table on the beach! We declined but said we wouldn’t mind a spliff. Jimmy then gave me a heavily wrapped bundle. Thinking it was a present of weed, I wanted to give him some money. He then demanded much more money than I offered. Still thinking it was a good deal, I gave him 750 dalasis (about £12). On returning to our hotel bedroom, we opened up the package only to find wet tissue paper. This was our first scam of the holiday; we laughed at our naivety. There were many highlights of the holiday, even the scam was a highlight. We spent a glorious afternoon sunbathing on Paradise Beach and swimming amidst the Atlantic rollers. As well as watching cows on the beach, we enjoyed a wrestling contest. It was not so much a wrestling but more of a posing contest! We spent a day in the Makasutu Forest. On a boat, we saw lots of birds; and on foot, we got up close with a troop of baboons scavenging for food. You don't mess with baboons! We spent a morning at Kachikally Crocodile Pool where we stroked the most famous Gambian, Charlie the Crocodile! Staff feed the crocodiles so they’re not hungry when people are around them. We saw monkeys, egrets and vultures in the hotel grounds. We didn’t see any snakes, though they were around. Doo Doo Darling, our Gambian guide, warned us that the most dangerous snake in the world is the one-eyed trouser snake! Just travelling around watching how Gambians live was fascinating. Gambians live in compounds as extended families. In the compound, they slowly build houses when they can afford the bricks and cement. Most houses are half-built! The men who earn money must support the whole family; if a family can’t get by, other families from their tribe will help out. Apart from primary schools, there’s no state welfare in Gambia. Most Gambians are Muslim, so men can have up to four wives if they can afford to keep them and their . Women who are divorced are often shunned from their families and find it difficult to marry again; many such women, faced with dire poverty, are driven to . Small scream, wave and plead for sweets when they see white tourists. Everyone smiles and says hello to tourists. As soon as they ask for your name, you know that this is the hustle for money. It’s fun; just smile and say 'hello but no thanks' is enough to keep the bumsters away. There’s no threat or menace at all. Gambia is a very safe and very friendly country to visit; crime rates are very low. Street markets abound in the daytime. We visited Serrekunda market. I never find it easy haggling with people who are poor! Music and dancing are all around you in the evenings on the Senegambia Strip in Kololi where our hotel was based. 'Right, Left, Bum Bum, Thrust' is the dance move I mastered; basically if you simulate sex doggy-style while dancing, you'll not look out of place! The holiday was one of the best holidays I’ve ever had. Even the lowlight, a three-hour sunset cruise but without the sunset, was a sort of highlight; effectively it was a cruise in a makeshift boat along creeks of the River Gambia, being entertained by the singing of Jelly Rapper, to a faraway island frequented by bird-watchers for a very basic meal. On the flight back, we were sitting next to a Gambian man. Over the Sahara desert, there was a lot of turbulence forcing the pilot to sharply descend. The Gambian grabbed my girlfriend’s hand screaming, "We're going down". Panic took hold in the plane that was only calmed when a stewardess came over to reassure passengers. The flight back was better than the Airplane! films; it was real! Paradise Beach:  Makasutu Forest:  baboon, Makasutu Forest:  Charlie the Crocodile:  a compound:  Serrekunda market:  Senegambia Strip, Kololi:  Banjul/Barra ferry:  River Gambia:  |
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Spunky, this is the best fucking travelogue ever! I loved every second reading it, and I'm gonna read it again. Now I want to go to the Gambia! It sound as if you had a marvelous time. No one deserves it more!  Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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Sounds absolutely fascinating....except for the snakes. Maybe if I were about 20 years younger.  ~~Anais Nin~~
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looks like a great time!! “Life is available only in the present moment.” Thich Nhat Hanh Come and read my blog! Become a watcher! veryfunnycple64 
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Great read and wonderful pictures! I want to visit the Gambia now. Visit my blog It's a Mad, Mad, Mad World of NaughtyInSO, leave a comment, become a watcher. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ LIVE AND LET LIVE Be happy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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That sounds like you had an amazing adventure! Charlie.....hmmmm....no thanks!
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Lovely pics!! My blog is open to you! Fatgirl1976  My new blog post SOMOS CAMPEES WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS visit and share your opinion! 
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Crazy vacation you choose for yourself. Find pleasure in giving pleasure
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 . I am old and spoiled, Puerto Rico for me
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Spunky sounds like a great trip of yours. Love the pics and ty for sharing with us.. Make us all want to know go to Africa. So happy you had a wonderful trip. hugsssssssss V Become a blog watcher sweet_vm
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I must admit you don't see many cows on our Cornish beaches  
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When you said, "cows on the beach." I thought you meant the people. LOL From the photo's, it looks like a lovely holiday.
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, interesting blog, but hell of a long way to go for a supposedly cheap fuck
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What an evocative -- and honest -- travelogue. Thank you! Stop in, read, and offer comments at my "swinging as seen in the media" blog, "Confessions of a Lifestyle Man" humorlife, which is also the home of the monthly virtual symposium. New post: The Virtual Symposium Returns Lets Pick A Topic
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Spunky, this is the best fucking travelogue ever! I loved every second reading it, and I'm gonna read it again. Now I want to go to the Gambia! It sound as if you had a marvelous time. No one deserves it more! 
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The Gambia has some glorious beaches but there's just the hassle that goes with everything to deal with!
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Sounds absolutely fascinating....except for the snakes. Maybe if I were about 20 years younger.
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looks like a great time!!
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Great read and wonderful pictures! I want to visit the Gambia now.
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That sounds like you had an amazing adventure! Charlie.....hmmmm....no thanks!
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Lovely pics!!
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Crazy vacation you choose for yourself.
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. I am old and spoiled, Puerto Rico for me
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Dearest Hugh, I am happy you have returned from Gambia unscathed. Your vivid recounting of your escapades in Gambia has satisfied any curiosity I may have had about Gambia. My wanderlust for Africa in general has been quenched thank you for the report from our man in Gambia. Hugh, weren't you ever warned not to take candy from strangers or exploring strange Gambian men's packages. (take that anyway you wish) I am glad you had a wonderful time, but as usual I will be satisfied to live vicariously through you and your account of all things Gambian. Your friend, Kathleen xo PS I had no idea snakes live in trousers; I shall be very wary of anything lurking in trousers from now on.
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Gambia is a great place, a guaranteed great time!
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Spunky sounds like a great trip of yours. Love the pics and ty for sharing with us.. Make us all want to know go to Africa. So happy you had a wonderful trip. hugsssssssss V
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