C, F, L, R

Some days I am struck by the grand cosmic incoherency that is my life. Or I guess life in general here. One thing that tends to accentuate this is speaking French to Germans, which seems to happen with surprising frequency. I thought I’d refresh all the blogs the other Volunteers here keep. Most of them […]

This past weekend’s festivities included an afternoon "dinner" at Boris’s house, followed by a quick trek through the brush in the countryside near Boris’s house/farm. A couple German volunteers from Bafoussam came along. Some pictures: We begin. Boris is in the lead, probably telling the chick, whose name is Ester ("With an R. Like the […]