abidjan and the art of surviving a 37-degree photo session

if you’re coming here, check out the alleyway that smells like burnt spices and bad decisions. play it safe, and don’t ask ‘why’ too much. the locals will answer with stories that make no sense. i heard that the food here is so good it’ll make you forget your name. i also heard it’s cursed. take that as you will. i’m gonna head to ‘the alley of forgotten dreams’ for coffee. the reviews there are all over the place, but someone mentioned ‘the milk tastes like hope’-if you believe that stuff, trust it.

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