Murphy triumphs again with a refreshing outlook on an otherwise little known about west African country. A desire to traverse the breadth of Cameroon, jungle, highlands and all, with just enough pre-planning to make it possible, the indisputably female Murphy travels from village to village with her daughter and Egbert, a local horse of a certain resilience. Sometimes relying on local beer for breakfast, always relying on Egbert, a well detailed account unfolds portraying beautifully life in the bush of a country whose ego is some way ahead of reality for the vast majority. There are nice descriptions of what are essentially typical mud-hut villages, with plenty of local contact to provide a good insight as to what these people do with their lives, as well as drinking local beer! Lovely descriptions of local flora and fauna paint vivid African pictures in the mind that leave you far removed from life in your armchair. All good travel stories have a disaster, which this does too, though the ending is a happy and fitting one.