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Monday, April 8, 2013

Ngaounderé and Committees


Ngaounderé and Committees – Monday, April 8, 2013

 

I made it up to Ngaounderé for St. Patty’s Day.  Ngaounderé is probably my favorite city in Cameroon.  It is part of the Grand North, so it still has the culture of the Grand North, but is where you catch the train south, so it is pretty developed.  It also has amazing weather.  There were a few evenings where I was actually cold.  I haven’t worn anything with long sleeves in quite a while, so I didn’t have anything.  A friend let me borrow her scarf to wear as a shawl.  It probably wasn’t even that cold, I’m just so used to the heat. 

 

It also has some awesome food.  There is shwarma right outside the case at a couple different spots, an awesome omelet sandwich guy for breakfast, along with some other tasty spots.  There is even a place to get pizza.  There are several bars around that are decent, and the stores have a pretty good variety of stuff.  Plus, and this is the biggest thing, the Adamaoua has some of my favorite people, so it’s a great place to visit. 

 

The St. Patty’s Day party that they organized there was great.  We played some epic games of corn hole, beer pong, and card games.  We listened to a St. Patty’s Day mix I made and had a bonfire; it was a great time.  A friend of mine bought me a Indomitable Lions jersey (the Cameroonian soccer team) that was way too small and sleeveless, so I looked ridiculous, but at least it was green.  Another friend went out and got omelet sandwiches for us, which was one of the nicest things anyone’s done for me. 

 

Afterwards I went back to post for a while, but there has not really been a lot for me to do.  The last two weeks have been spring break, so they are just getting back to it today, which means I can really just start projects today.  Luckily, I was able to get some work done in other ways.  I am on the National Girls Forum (NFG) committee – we are in charge of organizing the three-day event in June.  The idea is to bring together Cameroonian girls, counterparts (which probably work with kids in some way), and volunteers for trainings, discussions, and best practices.  We had a meeting for it that brought me back down to Ngaounderé, for a few more days where we outlined what the forum would look like. 

 

I actually have to go back down to Yaoundé next weekend.  We have another NFG meeting and then a steering committee meeting.  After that I’ll head back up for a few days to do a map project with my post-mate.  It’s where we paint a world map on the side wall of a school, in this case, the Lycée Technique.  Then straight back down south.  This time I’ll probably take a bus that goes through east Adamaoua to visit a friend, then down to Bertoua, the capital of the East region.  It will be my 9th region I’ll have visited out of the ten in Cameroon.  From there I’ll take another bus to Ebolowa, the capital of the South region, where I have a water, sanitation, and hygiene conference at the end of the month. 

 

It’s great to be on these different committees – they are really good experience and can help me decide what to do after Peace Corps.  The problem is that they are really keeping me away from post.  It was spring break, and now the end of the school year is rapidly approaching.  Tests aren’t until June, but a lot of kids stop going in May. 

 

We want to still be productive this summer, so we are planning on doing three more map projects at the other two high schools and at the youth center.  We are trying to plan a camp as well that we will have in Guider, maybe Mandama and Douroum as well.  We are thinking about having it for three days and having it revolve around health, decision-making, savings, and income-generating activities.  It’s just hard to get everything in place before the school year ends and we don’t have anyone to invite.  Right now the plan is for most of the cluster to work on it, so maybe five of us go to each camp. 

 

One piece of good news is that some friends are moving closer to me.  One is actually moving to Guider, while others are going to Pitoa and Garoua, all really close to me.  It’ll be great to have more people to hang out and collaborate with. 

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

The Fun of IST


The Fun of IST – Tuesday, April 2, 2013

 

Inter-Service Training (IST) was… an interesting time.  As a result of our initial training being shorter than normal, our IST was longer – two weeks instead of one.  Unfortunately, they had to do it with the same amount of money.  This meant that instead of having it in Kribi or Limbé, the beautiful beach towns that Cameroon has and where the last few ISTs have been held, we had it in Mbalmayo.  Mbalmayo wasn’t a bad place, but I would never just go there to see it.  Luckily, we did find a couple of good bars, including one called The Goblet that had draft beers and beer towers.  That discovery led to some crazy nights. 

 

During IST we also played a bunch of games.  Capture the Flag was set up a few times, and led to some pretty good injuries.  I personally fell onto some concrete scraping up my knees while chasing someone.  Those cuts are just now almost healed, almost a month later.  The problem was that every time I rode a bus I was so squished in that my knees were always pushed into the seat in front of me, reopening the cuts. 

 

I also organized a game of Sock Assassins, something I played freshmen year of college.  Everyone who wanted to play got the name of someone else, who they have to kill by hitting them with a sock.  After that, they would take the name the person they killed had, going until there was one left.  There were a few safe-zones like the lunchroom, your room, or during meetings, but other than that you were fair game.  It was fun to watch the chases happen in between meetings, though there were some pretty substantial falls. 

 

Other than the games, it was awesome to be with everyone from training.  After a few months it was great to see some of the people I never get to.  Even people that I didn’t hang out with a lot before I started to get to know better.  We were also able to go to the bar most nights.  Even though we weren’t in Kribi we still made the most of it. 

 

A bunch of us ended up going to Kribi for a few days after anyways.  I ended up staying two and had an amazing time.  It was such a stark difference from my normal life here, just sitting on the beach, having a beer, and relaxing.  I ended up buying some souvenirs too – a couple of oil paintings of Cameroonian scenes and a couple of small statues made from hippo bone.  They are supposed to help your joints if you shake them up.   A buddy and I ended up swimming out to this distant rock and we got a lot of great food while we were there too. 

 

After that I went with a couple of friends through Douala, which looked like a pretty gross city from the part I saw, up to Bamenda, the capital of the Northwest.  It is an Anglophone area, and it was pretty weird speaking to Cameroonians in English, I kept accidentally switching back to French.  I bought another souvenir there – an elephant mask.  I really like Bamenda, one of my favorite cities I’ve been to in Cameroon.  I had a great time with some friends out there, then went to the post of one of them about 40 minutes away.  We went to this orphanage while I was there to check it out. 

 

After that I headed to Mbuda in the West region, about midway between Bamenda and the capital of the West, Bafoussam.  A couple of friends of mine live there and I went to Women’s Day there, which was a lot of fun.  The next day I went and saw a museum and a monastery that made it’s own yogurt.  Probably the best yogurt I’ve ever had. 

 

I was going to head to Bafoussam then before heading back to Yaounde, but I got a really lucky break.  We were trying to flag down a bush taxi, and a really nice SUV pulled over.  The guy ended up being someone who was trying to get elected to the National Youth Council, was heading through Bafoussam, and would have no problem giving us a ride.  When we got to Bafoussam I asked if he was staying, he said no he was going to Yaounde.  Long story short, he gave me a ride all of the way there for free, right up to the case door.  It was amazing, probably saved me a day and 7 mil CFA worth of travel.  I’ll cover more next time – I still have about 3 weeks of catching up to do.