Showing posts with label roads. Show all posts
Showing posts with label roads. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Truckwrecks

Guinea's transportation situation is probably the worst in the region - the roads are terrible, vehicles are routinely overloaded with absurd amounts of cargo, nine passengers are crammed in where neighboring countries would only accept seven, and far too many cars are held together with little more than baling wire and hope. In my experience, breakdowns are much more common than accidents, but accidents do happen.

A few weeks back, on the way from Kankan to Conakry, we saw quite a few cars abandoned by the roadside- station wagons, compacts, the odd SUV or truck. Some were rusting and partly scrapped, some seemed to be recent, and all were covered in a thick layer of the dust that swept in as soon as the rains ended. We also saw multiple overturned tractor-trailer rigs. I'm pretty sure we saw three total, two that had tipped over on the same curve, the second sliding over in the mud while trying to get around the first one.


This photo is of the third one, which appeared to be a recent one-vehicle mishap; the cargo hadn't been salvaged yet, and gendarme officers were still on the scene. On the way back from Conakry, nearly two weeks later, all but one of the trucks had been cleared away and we didn't see much in the way of accidents, which was nice.

We did see a cobra trying to cross the road, though, a huge black snake maybe six feet/two meters long. From a distance we thought it was a piece of tire tread, but it reared up as the car veered to avoid it and it was definitely alive, and definitely a cobra. Exciting times.

Tuesday, July 9, 2013

Green on Green...

... is maybe what I should have called this blog. Oh, well.

The night before I left Conakry, the Peace Corps Guinea Country Director Julie (who has been extremely helpful so far) and her husband Paul (who's work extensively with Outward Bound) invited all the PCVs who were at Conakry office for one reason or another over for dinner. It was
delicious by any standard - black bean salsa and guacamole, cold beers and fresh lemonade, salad and lasagna, cake and cobbler - and I did my best to enjoy it, knowing that it would be my last such feast for some time


The next morning two PCVs, Shrey and Sara, and I started the two-day trek to Kankan. It was raining, but not too much, the road was rough, the car was good and the driver was fairly terrible, but we did manage to make it intact and with only one flat.


The scenery along the way was pretty much what had been described to me - lush, green, partially cloudy. The mountains in the middle of the country dwarfed the hills of southern Senegal, but aren't incredibly tall and the driver seemed to think that I was insufficiently awed by their grandeur -  according to Lonely Planet, Mount Nimba, Guinea's highest peak, measures only 1,752 m (5,748 ft), and it's hard not to compare that with California's Mount Shasta, which clocks in at 4,322 m (14,179 ft). They were very pretty mountains, though, and I was quite impressed by how impossibly verdant everything was.




On the second day (we spent the night in a hotel-type place a little over half-way) the landscape flattened out as we approached Kankan. It's in the Haute Region, where things are flat and open and green right now but will dry out once the rains stop. It definitely wasn't the worst drive I've ever been on - I had good company and regular stops at gas stations and vendor ladies - but I can't say that I'm going to be popping in to the Conakry office any more than I have to.

Waiting for the car to be ready on Day Two