Democratic Republic of Congo

Democratic Republic of Congo

On our first morning in the Democratic Republic of Congo, we woke early, hoping to slip out from the custody of our host, the village policeman, without further fanfare.

As we wheeled the bikes out of his office in the dark he appeared dressed for the day and eager for a tip for his troubles. It was hard to know if the few dollars we gave him constituted a bribe or a donation.

While we were grateful for a secure place to sleep, we were especially grateful to be back on the road.

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