Visa Troubles; Entering Togo; Rusty French

Yesterday we discovered that the border crossing we were planning to use to enter Togo is not one where they can issue entry visas.  Woops!  We should have gotten our visas at the embassy in Accra.  So we’ve adjusted our route already, just two days into the biking.  Today’s journey: bike just over 60 km from Wli to Fume, catch a ride to the Togo border, bike another 10 km to the city of Kpalime, Togo, navigate the city on bike and find a hotel.  
On the Togo side of the border the sole officer present only had enough passport stamps (very similar to postage stamps) for issuing two visas, not three.  So he held onto Brook's passport and told us to come back tomorrow!  We had no choice, so we'll go back tomorrow and hope the passport is still there.  

It has been an exhausting day.  We’re each so glad to have a hot shower for a change and a great French restaurant right here at the hotel.  My first day back in francophone Africa in decades, and I have to converse with actual Frenchmen – zut, alors!  Trial by fire!
- John