Ivory Coast: Where Your Chocolate Bar Gets a Passport and a Mortgage
Abidjan, Thursday night, 23:47 local. I’m sipping a €12 mojito on the rooftop of the Radisson Blu, watching container ships queue like disciplined ants outside the new Port of Abidjan extension. Somewhere below, the lights of Treichville flicker just enough to remind the rest of the planet that Ivory Coast still exists between soccer transfers…