Ah, Nigeria? Quite interesting!
The next day, Vandi and me lent a motorcycle and went to a small market in the countryside. The way out there was more like a path, but I liked this small market much better than the big one in Rhumsiki. Here, there are no tourists and no one is asking for money, candies or presents.
In the afternoon, we drove in the other direction, to pay a visit to the ill grandfather. He lives on the other side of the border in Nigeria. A dried out small river "marks" the border. The more than 80-year-old grandfather had fallen at night and has injured himself, but thank God there were no broken bones. We got a doctor seeing him, who also wrote down a prescription for some medicine. I myself stayed in the meanwhile with the women of the house. We ate dry fruits similar to cherries, which were, what a miracle, quite dusty, but otherwise very tasty.
At the restaurant of my hotel, there was already the roasted chicken waiting for us, which we had bought at the market in the morning.
After two days in the mountains, we went back to Maroua by bike and minibus. In Maroua, there are quite a few things to see also. There is a huge market, a museum and an artists market. Besides, people are very friendly here and very interested in the whereabouts of any tourist in town (not that there are many there). So, I made friends with Yero, who is working in the pharmacy industry. We had quite a few interesting talks and I hope we stay in contact.