Hello,
come after a long time, I will finally return to write something for my blog. After several weeks without a laptop I got this error again yesterday reasonably can. There seem to still viruses or viruses are at least residue on him, even if there are two anti-virus programs do not. But at least he is working again and hopefully it stays that way. So far I have only written about my trip to Mamfe. Over the last week's intermediate seminar I will report in the coming days.
On Wednesday the 14th January, it went on the trip to Mamfe. Lea could unfortunately not come because she was sick. Mr. Orock we had announced the departure for 11 clock, but ultimately we are only set off three hours later than planned in Buea. First it was said, we take off only by 12 clock so that we can still enjoy our first (very early) lunch. But Mr. Orock had done too little in Limbe and did not consider it necessary to inform us accordingly. So we waited two hours to our departure. We are driven by a pickup and an almost brand new van that was for the School on Wheels Project sponsored in Mamfe. Unfortunately, the distances between the seats well-adapted for children, so I with my long legs could not sit straight. After all, the bus was not as full as the bush taxis, so at least I had enough space laterally. The first part of the trail was very easy to negotiate. The road seemed just been completed. Our first brief stop was in Muyuka where Mr. controlled Orock Postbox the UAC and I had to realize, unfortunately, that the letters of my grandfather and my family have not yet arrived. Somehow it seems with the correspondence of Germany hapern to me yet. On the other line to Kumba, the paved road, which is funded by the EU was 80%) still under construction. The ground was already prepared for asphalting, so we at least have no problems had with potholes. In Kumba, the economic heart of South-West of the pickup with food bought there was fully loaded. By Kumba on road to Mamfe is very bad. The path is paved not yet leveled and then the trip is more like a slalom. But in spite of the slalom, it is not possible to avoid all the potholes and we will be shaken again. We will also be fogged with the time of the red dust of the road. On this route, we spend many hours on this road until arriving to 22 clock in our accommodation in Mamfe. However, this can not hope to particularly cozy nights. Guestrooms are equipped with the hot, humid air, the smell is extremely from mold and the hoped-flowing water (which lacked the last few days in Buea as well) does not exist. After all, there is a fan of falling asleep but then makes all possible. In Mamfe Mr. Orock shows us the next day the office and the school of UAC, which is still under construction. On the positive side is the opposite of Jamadianle School in Buea smaller class size of 10 to 15 children, and this will change with time too.
visit Later in the day, we have a suspension bridge built in 1904 by the Germans and called for this reason German Bridge. In 2007 she was restored with financial assistance from Germany. There have I also met a woman who was very grateful for this support because it would have been not otherwise be possible to arrive at their farm. While crossing the bridge at first I was a slightly queasy feeling. Everything shook and I was on the stability of the construction is not a hundred percent.
By visiting the bridge, our program for the first day was complete. In the evening we could see lightning in the sky a lot and we eagerly hoped for rain. But our wish was not fulfilled and instead, it remained dry and cold. The next day it goes to the Cross River, a river that goes from Mamfe Nigeria leads. After running a few minutes, I'm totally sweaty at the river bank to work on which the Cameroonians still heavier and large wooden boards at the head of transporting loaded into small boats, which bring the timber to Nigeria. In the afternoon I make myself with Nathan again to explore on foot towards the German Bridge to the area on the other side. Actually, to be located more behind a second bridge. But this we do not reach and the early dark forces us to return. On Saturday we go to the home village (Etoko) by Mr. Orock. The road is extremely bad. Instead of the school bus we drive with two SUVs, the real way for this route sense. But this also saves us not shrink the distance to overcome without problems. Because a car blocked with a flat tire the better way, we try using the adjacent lane extreme poor. Until we finally set up and after some pushing and pressing to remove the cars again.
Stranded in the jungle How to use these roads during the rainy season is beyond me. The transport will then probably take place mostly on motorcycles. Also inexplicable to me is how many people pass through these channels with extremely normal fully-charged cars. In the village I
learn from other projects of UAC. Thus, among other UAC a palm oil mill for the villagers concerned and also a toilet for every family (Plumbsklo) built.
An outhouse in Etoko UAC also helped in the neighboring village Nichemba II in the construction of a school building for the elementary school. For this we have come in the afternoon for a photo session.
The children are extra on Saturday came for a photo in the school. is the morning departure for 6 clock announced. But it is nothing and we leave the town until about 7:30 clock thirty. This time we do not take the school bus, which remains in Mamfe, but with another SUV of UAC. For this reason, we can also take a different approach, which is overall a little faster, but qualitatively the way to Etoko very close. On the way we stop at a very long bridge that will be the longest in West Africa. In the afternoon we come completely sweaty and dusty in Buea on where again there are no running water. Fortunately, Lea has filled our buckets so we can at least enjoy a bucket shower. I am also happy about the moderate temperatures in Buea. In Mamfe I myself have to do without some sweat constantly, as in Douala.
Regards Jannik
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