|Title:||the congo river|
|Location:||congo river at mossaka, congo|
i donít know why I slept so badly, but this morning I felt terrible. around 10:00 we arrived in a small town called mossaka. here the sangha river joins the congo and immediately the river becomes much wider. at mossaka the congo is also joined by the oubangui river which flows down from bangui, the capital of central african republic.
we had to stop here for the night and, of course, there was another police check. having to deal with people coming from west africa through cameroon, from CAR and many other countries, the officers here had better things to do than to hassle us. They registered us quickly and let us go without even mentioning money.
we bought some vegetables and drunk a couple of beers with the chief of the port who worked in many harbours in this world, and who was very interested to chat with us travellers. we spent a very agreeable afternoon in this little, clean town which is lies in middle the of nowhere, where the only access is by river and there are no roads.
many of our fellow passengers jumped at the opportunities of cheap alcohol in town and there was a lot of noise on board until far after midnight. i didnít want to sleep because i was worried that here, staying in the harbour, somebody could easily climb on board, steal something and disappear without a problem.