My journey to Sierra Leone started from a gray and dreary Paris (I discovered that rain + winter makes Paris less romantic. Harrumph) through Casablanca, Morocco to Freetown, Sierra Leone. It was a lucky break I was in France because the Philippines discourages travelers from going to West Africa (really, my country needs to be a little less backward about things like this) and even blocks people from leaving if they find out that's your destination. (It's disappointing that the Philippines churns out thousands of medical professionals like doctors, nurses, and are known to be excellent caregivers. And yet, the government discourages them from going to West Africa to help in the response. But anyway).
For anyone going to Sierra Leone, the trip at the moment (with all the flight cancellations to Africa) is through Air Brussels (Brussels) and Royal Air Maroc (Morocco). From Morocco, it's a 3-4 hour plane ride to Freetown (I'd be more accurate but I was passed out during my midnight trip until we landed at the annoying hour of 4am). Let me tell you, it's a huge shock to the system to go from chilly Paris and Morocco at - degree weather and come out on the other end at 30 degree Freetown (technically, that's a lot hotter than the Philippines right now!).
To be honest, I didn't really want to go to a hot springs. In the UNITED STATES??? We just finished summer! But, I'm unfortunately afflicted by that bug of can't not doing something at least once so I can determine whether it's worth doing again. So Francois was able to get a Friday free and we decided to head on to McCall and stop by Gold Forks Hot Springs on the way.
So we lazily and slowly made our way to McCall on one epic Friday. State Highway 55 is gorgeous, by the way, but I'm onto the secret of Idaho-ans (how do you say people from Idaho exactly? Someone tell me). Idaho is gorgeous and beautiful and super underrated. I can't begin to explain what it feels like driving on a (great and super smooth!!) road through any of the mountains in Idaho. Especially as the sun sets and the light plays over the mountains, lighting some areas golden and shading some places dark green. Now that it's autumn, it has gotten even more beautiful, with trees alternating between beautiful green and bright yellow.
Abbi is a petite human, blogger, amateur photographer, permanent humanitarian, avid traveller, culture addict, giant bookworm and impossible foodie.