Food Poisoning Fun

September 16, 2007

So September is turning out to be an interesting, if not lively month. What with the excitement of moving in, the fight with the seller over the price of my oven, the percieved break-in (I have my own personal attack squirrel-rat thing in my ceiling), my oven blowing the power to my entire compound during the first use, getting my hair “did” in the African style (bad choice for me), and my episode of acute food poisoning (stay away formt he Ndole!) that landed me in the hospital for 3 days that I am still recovering from, I have had many moments to sit, usually in the dark, and reflect on what it is I am actually doing here. Especially all of yesterday and last night as I lie wake in the most uncomfortable bed with absolutely nothing to do (accidently left my book at home as i sstumbled from my house so sick that I puked 3 times on the way to the hospital…poor cab driver and car-full) other than contemplate how I should redecorate my guest room (there is nothing in it but a bed and my bike) and why the hell am I in Africa…oh yea, and the marvels of modern medicine that would have been wonderful to have at that moment such as an IV drip for dehydration ( I could have drunk a river!!) and maybe smoe tv for some entertainment.

I must admit I am still riding the emotinal rollercoaster also known as Peace Corps. This is most definitely an experience if I’ve ever had one. I also think that they should reconsider sending accident prone people to Africa. i am having a good day although I managed to bust my butt (again), with witnesses this time (my neighbors), this morning on the way to a meeting ( I was running late). Fortunately, I somehow managed to miss the mud and just landed in a puddle so I was only soaked but not visibly dirty. Thank goodness for small miracles…I think. Then later I sliced my hand while washing a glass ( the glass broke with my hand in it). And this was all before 10am. But amazingly, I am in a great mood…maybe due to the 4 cups of coffee and fajitas I made for lunch.

The Bush

September 3, 2007
I am now officially a volunteer and at my post in Bali, in the Northwest Province. My house is wonderful and slowly becoming a home! I have a stove/oven and will soon have a fridge…it is necessary because nothing keeps for longer than a couple of hours here, especially during the rainy season. My only complaint is about the spiders…which there are alot of and they are HUGE! I have resorted to chemical warfare…Moon Tiger all the way baby!! I just have to remember to include it in my weekly bugdet….there are alot of spiders in this area due to the large amounts of bush.

Africa is nothing like what I expected it to be…it is actually cold here! We are in the middle of the rainy season and it DOWNPOURS around 1:30 or 2 every day. It really sucks if you get caught in it somewhere where there is no shelter. In fact, almost everythng grinds to a halt when it rains…the taxis pretty much stop running, no one venture out and if you are in town you see everyone standing around under some sort of shelter. The weather kinda makes me think of October at home.

This journey has definitely helped me realize some constants in life though: there is always a constant need for water…which means that I have to boil at least 4 pots of water a day in order to allow it to cool and run through the filter (I feel like i am always at the stove boiling water); there is a constant need for mental activity, so I have managed to read 5 books in 7 days (if you thought my reading habits were voracious at home, you should see me now); and finally there is a constant need for human contact and I’m beginning to realize that I don’t even need to understand what they are saying (everyone speaks mainly in pidgin or the dialect) just as long as I can say a few words to someone and they respond. But I will start taking pidgin lessons soon …this will definitely be a cool language to pull out when I get home. Oh and all those comments that my brother John used to make joking about ” and if you get lost in the bush, don’t…”? Well, guess what? I LIVE IN THE BUSH!!!! Hahahaha (thnk hysterical laughter at this point).  

You would be amazed at what I actually have here…the big city near me is Bamenda and it is just like any big city: bustling with a lot of traffic and people but a bit more dirty (there really isn’t a concept of waste management although they do have “city clean up” once every month) and the outfits are bright spots of color. It is actually kinda funny…you see Cameroonians walking around in western style clothng and then there are the Americans walking around in pagne (pronounced pawn-ya). It seems kinda backwards to me but you should see how happy they are when I show up for a meeting in pagne.

So yesterday, I went with 2 other volunteers to watch the induction of the new lamido, which is basically a cheif in the Fulani tribe. There is still the tribal mentality here, even with the two religions Christianity and Muslim. The ceremony is very elaborate with a large procession that walks over 50 miles with dancing horses and drums and music and a huge feast. It was really cool to see. While we were there, I met a young girl who is going to take me on some hiking trails when i return. We were able to take a very short walk while there that ended in a village with traditional houses (the rounded huts that are built out of leaves and sticks), that is being used as a farming village for the traditional herbs and medicinal plants. It was really neat to see the houses but I must tell you that I wonder how practical they are (and that is probably why they are not really used that much more in the bigger villages and towns) because the doors were SO small and short, I had to bend down to walk through, as well as having some reservations about my backside actually fitting through.

On another note, my counterpart the NGO Nkumu Fed Fed is really cool. It’s a women’s NGO and I work with alot of different women’s groups helping them to come up with income-generating projects, planning and development of said project, as well as funding like applying for loans, creating budgets, etc. I will also be working with the children that have been rescued from trafficking and rehabilitated for later re-insertion into society. It will be very interesting to see what that is going to entail. They are taught life skills, as well as a working skill (ie sewing, catering, farming) and I am going to teach them how t0 properly handle their money and run a business…a bit daunting but possible.

Hello Everyone!

Hey everyone! So this is a new step for me…blogging but I figure that it is easier to keep everone updated on what I’m doing on a more daily basis than the mass emails because it takes alot of effort to sit down and get those going. This also allows others (outside of my email list to see what is going on) so for those of you just catching up…Welcome! I will try to keep you all entertained with my wit and sarcasm as well as my perpetual clumsiness so enjoy!

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