We managed to cross the corrupt border to Gambian with no incidents. They registered absolutely everything we had on us, but it was done with a smile and more out of curiousity than anything else.
The bush-taxi (Gambia's version of a Ndiaga Ndiaye) we took in Kafountine took us all the way to Brikama, a hectic Gambian city you just want to get out of the minute you enter it. We had to wait there for three long hours though for our next bush-taxi to part for Bintang (i.e. as long as it takes for the vehicle to get COMPLETELY full). But we were happy to be in Gambia and enjoying the opportunity to have proper conversations with locals again (in Gambia they speak English and not French, quite a relief!).
Bintang turned out to be a little paradise by the River Bintang Bolong, where we had a stilt hut above the waters of the river and were able to enjoy the presence of several amazing birds from dawn to dusk, not to mention the beautiful gigantic red sunrises. We completely avoided the touristic beach resorts of Gambia's Western coast and now we know it was the right choice. We won't be staying long in Gambia, but the incursion is definitely worth it if only for Bintang, where village life is rural and beautifully peaceful.
Big hugs to you all,
Idoia & Mikel.