A VSO Volunteer in Bamenda
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Yesterday, on a day that would eventually surprise me and inspire me in equal amounts, I had some lessons to learn. By 9am, before we had even set off to Santa where our World AIDS Day free screenings were to be held, I was furious. The decision to
To mark World AIDS Day, COPAAP hits the road on Monday and heads to the nearby town of Santa. The idea is to provide a mass screening such as the one shown in the COPAAP stock pic above. Ever since I heard of the concept I have found
Anyone who has been following my Twitter feed today might have noticed I am in a crappy mood. Yesterday’s crapness has been compounded by a couple of fresh issues. Nothing serious just whiteman whinging. Anyone, I put together a happy playlist on iTunes to cheer me up. Elbow’s
This is cutting a long story very short but as a result of trying to have a hot electric shower installed the fitters blew the wiring in half the house. In the meantime I have been boiling water for washing and going to bed with a torch. It’s been
Yesterday I took a motorbike taxi home, alighting at the end of the difficult-to-navigate dirt road where my house is. On the way I’d played “high five the schoolies” who rushed out to slap my hand as we sped past. On reaching home the neighbours’ kids rushed out
I have worked in three developing countries. On entering each one I was told that this is a deeply religious, old fashioned place. Each time I heard that sex before marriage was unheard of and, more than once, that if you had a visitor of the opposite sex
Taking a break from the all-Cameroon agenda I just wanted to profile a couple of old Hanoi colleagues still doing their admirable thing. Old KOTO colleague, Hanoi Hoa Phat’s greatest fan (check this), chef extraordinaire and one time wing man, Martin Satchell is doing his food cart thing
Living in Bamenda’s relative heat and being so far away from family, friends and Fenwick’s window, it seems hard to believe that Christmas is closing in. This evening, dining with a friend in the International Hotel (not nearly as posh as it sounds but yet still just about the
My favourite Cameroon volunteer blog title, by some margin, is Foreword to an International Incident. It can feel like that most days. Keeping disgrace at bay is the tough part. This week we visited three Fons (village chiefs) – all with varying degrees of pomp attached. I
Apologies for anyone awaiting my on-the-road with COPAAP travelogue. Yesterday as I sat through a heart wrenching meeting with villagers and their Fon (chief) it occured to me that in order to share this properly I should respect the good names of their communities and save my reports