Another great day in Cameroon in the books. In the morning, we had a chance to walk along a busy, business street. We met several shop keepers and even stepped into a beauty salon (alas, they have no cure for baldness).
We have had our meals brought to our hotel and the food has been really good, if not what we would have in the US.
Breakfast favorites: spaghetti (I find that I can eat Italian any time of day), scotch egg (egg inside of bread), coffee, black tea with fresh mint leaves and local honey.
Lunch and dinner: fried rice is a favorite of mine anytime, anywhere. The bitter leaf spinach was surprisingly good (but appropriately named).
Candi and Cody favorite: puff puff (fried sugary ball of bread that may just be a little slice of heaven).
Other items consumed: watermelon, plantains, calf liver, fish, and chicken.
Today for lunch they told us they are preparing a local specialty and then broke out laughing. Our team is prepping with cipro and prayer.
One of our team saw fried grasshoppers in the market and asked their friend how they taste. After a moment of reflection they replied, “Like crickets.”
Music and Dance
So many jokes exist about why Baptists in the USA don’t dance, but suffice it to say that if you have ever seen us try, you would understand. However, those limitations do not exist in other parts of the world, like California.
Here in Cameroon we have had great music and great dancing (as if I would know). As a musician and trombonist I wish they had more trombones (or any for that matter), but the musical ability is amazing.
My new favorite hymn.
Somewhere in Africa,
M
Michael R Spradlin 