We finally found the American consulate! No wonder nobody knows it, it is well hidden, almost like a rash under your armpit. No flag, no sign, no obvious security. It is a one-woman operation, charging $200 for a notarized signature.

Oh well, on another note we had fun for the rest of the day: floating through the narrow alleyways of Oldtown, staying hydrated as good as we can, eating delicious food, shopping (my favorite) and people watching (Ted’s favorite). Life is good!