Doula, not the best place to hang around at night

I arrived at the Doula Airport at 11:00 PM, 3 hours late.  Andrew had been waiting outside the airport, unable to get in and with no ability to contact me.  Security!  Cameroon is a country of Gendarmes (police and military) and checkpoints.  Standing at the luggage carousel I am surrounded by a mass of people, experiencing the first of many realizations that I distinctly different from everyone around me. It is an experience I think everyone should have; talk about walking a mile in someone's shoes!  Suddenly I see him!  Two years out of sight and now he's there.  It was an exciting moment for sure!  A hotel shuttle takes us away. I am exhausted, almost 24 hours en route; the bed is calling.