Both Andrea and I are having severe stomach problems at this point and that with the lack of sleep encourages a nap. In early afternoon I get slightly motivated and set out to call the US Embassy to find out about a Niger embassy, check the train schedule for Ouaga, and just look around Bobo. Mostly the walk was a waste of time. I called the embassy and they tell me that there is no Niger embassy (and the guy didn't speak very good English so I wasn't able to ask about other possibilities for getting the visa), Niger is starting to look more and more unlikely. The train only runs 3 times a week instead of twice a day like the guide books claim. Bobo is a pleasant city, but there really doesn't seem to be much here. Especially since the Grande Marché has burned down. Feeling like I'd spent a little too much time in Africa I went for pizza for diner - probably the most expensive meal I've had in West Africa, but well needed. Early to bed.