I cycled 2,000km acros the DRC. But the DRC is a huge country, and that still didn’t get me all the way. So by the time I reached Katanga province, a train ride seemed like an appealing option. From then on I knew the roads would be better, the hassles fewer. Cycling here had little new to offer. But a train?

Well, a train could be interesting. It seemed amazing that trains still ran. Everything else in the country pretty much didn’t. So it was decided.

Throw what you know of British Rail punctuality out the window. Timing in the Congo is on a whole new level.

So I waited a week for the train. And then it was 4 days to the destination. Most of which was spent waiting…

It would have been quicker to cycle!

If you want to read more of my journey across the DRC, my old blog posts and photos are here:

DR Congo