A promenade with benches now rings the Municipal Lake below the ministries, and on a still morning the water mirrors green slopes and office towers. The lake sits in a valley, where small streams gather between the hills before the city climbs again on every side.
Beyond the center, Mokolo Market spills into its lanes with fabric and produce, Bastos keeps its embassies and restaurants, and Mont Fébé looks over it all. Plates of ndolé arrive with plantains in small eateries. The altitude softens the tropical heat, with a dry season from December to February and rain in most other months. A Local Friend can turn your scattered list of hills, markets and museums into a day that makes sense.
