Today did not start well. As you will probably gather we are not staying in the Ritz or even the Travel Lodge of Cote D'Ivoire and I got up only to whack my head on the corner of a piece of wood. This was swiftly followed by going to the loo barefoot and nearly stepping on the grandmother of cockroaches leering at me.

We have yet another massively long journey ahead, the reason being Ritchie, because this country has about 4 main roads with 2 towns having the cross roads. We are off to the seaside ( she said hopefully). Another reason being that the person who helped us organise this obviously has no knowledge of the country at all and has us up and down hundreds of kilometres every day. Ho hum.

It is very hard to think of anything positive today - we rocked up at the seaside to find it is an old fishing village. This sounds great except we were walked around the village with its open sewers and people living in squalor. Children everywhere covered in snot and flies and open to malaria, typhoid, dengue, everything. There was no point at all in this pointless walk and we ended up on the beach where we were greeted with yet another nutter shoving me down a slope because someone else in the group was taking photo's when they had been asked not to.

On top of that I was asked if I was a movie star (Meg Ryan) and I had a mini melt down.

Kaye and I are now on countdown for when we get on the plane.