Not always easy to know behave in Cameroon ...
At each of my trips I feel like a political candidate in presidential campaign ... between greetings, calls and other requests is not always easy to find its place or what to do ... We are both faced between the fear of being mistaken for a snob if you do not respond to invitations, but at the same time sometimes you just want to walk incognito (country misnomer) without responding to various calls more or less interested, such as "my brother is looking for a woman" and um yes??
But I think I started to really enjoy my life here, merchants of the neighborhood where I live are used to me and gives me more warm greetings pti few gifts in my shop. Il faut dire que je suis une cliente assez fidèle puisque je vais souvent chez les mêmes.
Je ne vous ai pas encore parlé de l’endroit où j’habite ! Aussi je vais vous décrire mon « quartier »…Bon pour l’instant je vous laisse vous imaginer mais je vais envoyer de nouveau un cd de photo à Rémi et il pourra vous permettre de visualiser un peu mieux mon cadre de vie ici…
Flore et Raymond ont une maison dans le quartier Obili c’est un quartier qu’on peut qualifier de « populaire » qui est assez grand donc la maison est située plus précisément au niveau de la Chapelle Obili, enfin tout près…
Donc c’est un carrefour with a roundabout, which is located around small merchants, shops of all kinds, a small market with various colors and flavors, okra, pineapple, tomatoes, avocado, peppers, beans, cassava and yams and other vegetables. Here it is clear when one wants something is found. So between the butcher stalls selling grilled skewers, the stalls of women who sell fish braised, drug sellers, those who come after dark near the roundabout between the two lanes of traffic to sell shoes, vendors fritters (hummmm) and takeaways (drinking place where you can buy and eat in or at home, provided they take a deposit and return the bottle) can find anything you want ... All this small world provides a unique atmosphere, while the lively sounds of the music of taxis slalom between loops while the honking and that of takeaways in transition from cut-shifted. We live about 150 meters from the roundabout, where a bakery in which we buy bread every morning, internet where I spend my call is just around the corner and called the "Lord of the net" report to the Chapel located right next too. The roads are paved but to join the house we borrow a road accident by the torrential rains that befell the city because of the current rainy season.
So prices vary, starting
100 CFA francs = 1 = 0.15 € 200 FCFA for
5tomates (0.30 € CTMS)
300 FCFA for 2 large avocados (equivalent to 4 in France)
700 FCFA FCFA 5 fish braised
the donut (in fact it is tiny)
100 FCFA a small apple (it's actually quite expensive)
25 CFAF / minute on a landline in France
short taxi ride away = 100 FCFA for Cameroon (but 150 for me) race taxi
average distance = 200 250 FCFA
From FCFA 100 FCFA
cake bread
a 60 CFAF sweet donut (equivalent to 5 small)
900 FCFA box of Laughing Cow
350 FCFA box of two sardines
150 FCFA bus ticket
... .
I started to get my bearings and get used to this lifestyle. I must say that this is not always obvious because with my anti-malaria I'm really on edge, I alternate between periods "cockroaches" and phases where I am here like a fish in water! !
What is certain is that I think I am very fortunate to be here and I like Africa really!
Otherwise, often after my internship (8h-15h30) I just read a book in French cultural center and then I go by bus. I did not understand the bus system I do not understand the system just my understanding that I must take line 8, I go down to the crossroads and after I Obili 10 minutes walk. In fact I think the bus schedule did not really go off when they are full ... The last time was broken on 8 we waited standing in the queue leu-leu for at least an hour in direct sunlight for pile into the bus that arrived. Here we do not laugh when we enter the bus is in order of arrival (although they would laugh to see us form "heap" in France) so the last stand! I confess I prefer to wait for the bus and be seated, and c ' is mainly because for now I can be discovered after ...!
I leave Tuesday for the village and returned Sunday ... I certainly will tell you the progress of the funeral in Cameroon who have in common with France than the name
I kiss you hard
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