Through the first couple weeks of my trip across West Africa I really started to get the feeling that I was doing too much moving and not enough travelling. I felt like I was spending too much time in buses and taxis, and not enough time exploring. Thus, getting out and exploring the Fouta Djallon of Guinea for days was something I had really been looking forward to. I expected to see some waterfalls, some nice landscapes and some villages. I definitely got all those things. But probably them thing I’ll remember most from my trip are the village kids. The kids popped out of ever single hut in each village we walked into. And they were all eager to have their photo taken and share some laughs with “Le Blanc”. Such a great experience.