This week will not been easy, those who have done mails will have guessed, France, my family, my friends, my dude I miss them already ... As the mom of the pdt of the NGO where I am in training on Monday has died, so he went into the village to handle emergency procedures and I am remained in Yaounde with hours not much to do! So I'm bored and blues came galloping entire carrying me in nostalgia!
I tried to move but after the incident last Saturday I was a little calmer ...
Indeed, last Saturday we went with Flora the market to buy meat for the dogs, they have two dogs. Meat for the dogs in fact it was the calf tué avant que la vache n’ai eu le temps d’accoucher. Ils tuent les vaches enceintes quand ils n’ont pas assez de place dans les lieux de stockage. Donc, au marché je prends des photos globales du marché et quand je veux prendre un étal ou une personne particulière je demande l’autorisation à la personne. Donc au marché avec Flore j’ai été méchamment prise a parte par un gars qui a cru que j’étais seule puisque comme le passage était étroit Flore était quelques mètres devant moi, et qui a voulu en profiter. En fait j’ai pris une photo du marché et après il m’a sauté dessus avec tous ses complices, m'empoignant violemment en m'hurlant above while encircled me and accusing me of having their photo taken. Flora was before and she did not realize I was in this predicament, when she turned around and she saw me she came over to join me and was kickin the guy with short market scandal me like you know me I was hyper sensitive in all my statements I was really shocked because the time comes that Flora was really scary and the guy was violent, he I shouted above, left me no time to put one and he held me firmly and wanted my bag and camera. But more frightened than hurt you worry! I'll bien.Donc yes this unfortunate episode has left little trace, and this week I was not too in view of visit Yaounde solo ...
So Tuesday I found a guide in Raphael's brother Flora, student at Polytech. We went to the French Cultural Centre and the Embassy of France. We strolled and I got alpaguée full of people by the sounds of "darling" whitey "" white "sister" ... also since I'm here I have been married at least a small ten times! But when I told them that my heart is taken, they leave me alone
Wednesday I went back to the French cultural center refine my registration has not provided since the eve of photos I did not have my card and could not borrow a book! I actually spent in the aprem the library of the RTC or a moderator telling a story to children. At the end of history it offers children dancing and leaves the choice of dance I say cool it's gonna be fun to see them dance together ... yeah ben bof when the youngsters were asked to dance to the tectonik I tapped his head on the table telling me really despair oh why did it happen here? France she has nothing better to export??
Moral level (I reassure my mom) today okay, I'm blurry I took a taxi alone (the incident of the market is really an isolated here as the "whites" generally enjoy a very welcome supportive and sympathetic, cons by the market alone should be avoided) I went to Flore's work and we went to feast at the Yaounde CALAFAT The bakery, not that it is the only one, but because c is the best ... My HQ internship between Yarrow, opera, rolled chocolate, croissant, pain au chocolate .... I'm in my element in the land of sugar a real treat!
I have received several mails regretting the lack of photos on this blog actually is because the connection is too slow and cumbersome that the photos never have time to load, so I'll make a cd to my dude and send him as in that it can upload but it will not be until early July (we'll have to wait to see me with short hair little curious!) Otherwise, in a last hope I'll try the office of Flora who works for Camtel, Cameroonian national operator telephony equivalent of Orange
Also for the difficulty encountered when some want to leave comments on my blog I do not see any where that you can come. Lison could you explain how you do on your blogs?
Otherwise it will, even if I have trouble getting used to the food very very spicy Cameroonian wow (!!!) I admit that the meat does not go ..
But I feast with fried plantain and hummmmm and I discover new flavors, new textures, last week couscous (but here it is flour cooked in water and it makes a paste For those who was in Benin is the white stuff we ate and we have not loved Stephania said that it looked like polenta, and for those of Burkina's like tô) has indeed it did not have much taste it hot sauce that gives the flavor to the dish.
So last week was couscous fish sauce-chili-cabbage, I also tasted the nuts, flat bean from which I have already mentioned, the English dish water fufu heru sauce (pronounced and water fufu hero), the staff of cassava, fish braised in fact I leave you, I'll eat couscous (thus preparing a white flour but) okra sauce-smoked fish, shrimp
I embraces all very well
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