Hello white man

Hello Again from sunny Cameroon. Where it's oh so toasty and the crickets are defeaning.

I'm writing to you from a lovely wee internet cafe just outside of Beua town. It's quite high up cause my ears pop when i come here. The girl who works here is called Innes and she is cool and beautiful, we have an arrangement that she only speaks to me in french (which is one of the many reasons i came here, to improve on that wonderful language).

It's been a quiet few days for me here as i've been a little bit ill. I woke up the other day with the feeling my head had been in a vice so of course i thought i had the dreaded malaria, really it was just a mild case of hypochondria though.
In truth the mosquitos aren't bad here as Beua is at a high altitude and the mountain keeps the temperature relatively cool.

Next week i'm going to start helping Paul with teaching three days a week and help the other volunteers with construction the other two. Paul is yet another lovely Cameroonian chap to add to my list of friends. On the weekends he is a tour guide for mount cameroon and he promises he will take me up there. I think it's quite expensive though.

Spent a lot of time with Diane today, she is the girl who started the school with Mr Orock and she is also the namesake of Jamadianle nursery school. She's a lovely girl who i'm sure i can learn a lot from but unfortuneately she leaves in three weeks. So i'm going to be stuck with the couple from hell. God they're so miserabl and negative about things here. Maybe i'm the naive one and i'm the fool for being positive despite many problems, i just hope if i do this kind of work for life that i NEVER turn into them. oh well c'est la vie.

I think it's going to be an impossibility to put photos on this blog as the internet is slower than a panda in a hurry. So what i think i'll do is put them on at a later date, i've already got some wonderful snaps to show you.

Cameroon is an astonishingly beautiful place.

Au revoir.