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... up in the potholes.
Mike is busy putting on a new exhaust for the generator.
Another busy day, this
town is something else. So far we have had exhaust fittings and the
side panel brackets made free of charge by one company. Another
company is turning a new hydraulic foot for us also free of charge.
Admittedly they are big service companies for the oil ...
... of every shift and before each patient goes into theater. It's standing to the side of a room and watching the patients, covered in large splints and bandages, dance and sing as if taken over by the rhythm of the music, (its a wonder those dressing ever stay on with all the wiggling and shaking that goes on!). It is the beautiful sense of community among our patients as they all pitch in to help each other. It is in the friendships I have made with people ...
... have even enjoyed a 'little' extra attention thanks to our uniforms as well. Apparently our blue scraps and the white uniforms of the officers make quite a pretty picture ;) When it was over we quickly rushed back to work and got on with the job. And what a great job it is too. The story does not finish there, because 2 days later some of the Italian officers came over to the Africa Mercy for a guided tour by our captain. As their tour ended they happened to walk ...
... good shift by most standards and as a treat we let the patients have extra time out on the outside decks to enjoy the fresh air & to celebrate. And do they know how to celebrate. Buxom women with bandages over their heads where tumours use to be are shaking what their mamas gave them. They do not tire but keep dancing and wiggling to the beat of the bongo drums. It's a wonderful atmosphere and I'm excited to be a part of it. For my part I spend the better part on ...
... standards back home are relaxed and unhurried, but I am still so new and I can't help feeling so.....helpless. I have so much self doubt in my own abilities and put so much pressure on myself to do a good job that I forget I've only arrived a week and a half ago. Others have so much confidence, make friends so easily that I forget that they are not me. I have something to offer that they maybe can't, and vice versa. I read my emails and had a look at FB and found myself ...