It’s been one
week since I left Canada, which means I am due for a blog post! My goal is to
write one post a week, so welcome to blog number 1 of the potential 26 or so
that I will write in Cameroon.
In just one week there have
already been many adjustments, and I am not just referring to the 8 hour time
difference. It’s hard to write too much about the country itself at this point,
as I’ve yet to see much beyond our apartment and the VSO office. Since arriving
this past weekend, us new arrivals have been attending In Country Orientation
in the capital, Yaounde. From here, I will head to Kribi for my placement and
further project specific training.
Above: Views in Bastos, Yaoundé
So in my very short time in country, I would like to share a few of my observations thus far:
- Street side shopping: Picture this, you are sitting on a patio enjoying your drink and you have a craving for peanuts…. and voila, a peanut vendor comes by. Then the fruit vendor. The cellphone vendor. The shoe salesman, and so on… Whatever it is you need, you can buy it on the street without even moving from your place! Oh, and did I mention, it is likely the vendor you purchase these items from, is carrying them on their head!? The sheer amount of business and industry happening a cote de la rue est très impressive!
- Firsthand flexibility: During my Skills for Working in Development Training in Ottawa, it was stressed time and time again to be prepared for the inevitable. You’re doing a presentation? Bring flip chart paper to accompany your laptop and a spare USB. We were given a firsthand experience in the need for flexibility when our office lost power Tuesday, and the back-up generator never kicked in. Don’t take your electricity for granted, people.
- Share taxis: Prior to arriving in Cameroon, I had heard lots about “share taxis”. Since arriving, I have been lucky enough to experience their often, hilariousness, for myself. How they work: Essentially taxis drive by and honk constantly. If you acknowledge one, it means you want a ride. You say a destination to the driver, and a price. If they honk, they accept. You then hop into the taxi. The drivers then proceeds in the general direction of your destination, BUT continues to pick people up on the way. The end result is a ridiculous, but also remarkable number of people, babies, pets, groceries, etc. in one taxi. Today we had seulement 7 of us in a vehicle meant for 4..
- “I’m a celebrity- get me out of here!”: As a young, white female in Africa, I know I am a minority and therefore “stick out”. As such, I take precautions with attire, the time of day I am in public etc., but it is likely I will still always be noticeable. This is something I am aware of and have experienced before. It is a first for me though, to have to go everywhere accompanied by a male. As a usually independent female, I am finding this challenging. I do, however, understand I am in a large capital city, but hope for a bit more freedom come Kribi. I am very lucky though, since I have a very supportive group of people around me… which brings me to my last point…..
- Family: Wherever you go, it’s always important to surround yourself with good people. I already gained one new “CUSO family” after attending training in Ottawa, and have been lucky enough to inherit another here in Yaounde. Makes thanks to these fine folks for keeping me sane and safe during this period of transition.
Above: The "family" at a viewpoint, overlooking Yaoundé.
Much love!
- C