Travel Blogs from Yaounde
... her a call and she would step in to help. She ended up really helping me through customs and in getting luggage after getting off the plane and finding Sophie (the girl who's leading our Coaches Across Continents team here in Cameroon).
Then, there was the taxi ride to our hotel (I imagine certain friends chuckling as they read that line). I was prepared for this experience, as my friend Solange had warned me about her taxiing experiences in ...
... or at least it felt like that).
He then came across to the crime scene. At this point, I left everyone to it. I needed to be alone. I was feeling a mixture of emotions and was best left to cool my jets.
I did some exercise and spent a while talking to our rather dismayed hosts. Who can blame them?
I decided to listen to some music and write today’s blog entry instead of opting for a beer. Every day is a good day?!
... After about an hour of primary students marching by, we decided to take a rest from the parade and sat in the shade for about an hour while the secondary students marched by.
Then on Monday we visited the main market in Bamenda--which is terrifyingly large. Our mission there was very simple. To find a matching set of his/her O'bama underwear. We heard they existed and could be found in Bamenda. Sadly no one could find them, but we did find some ...
... printed off the Internet. Sadly all we got was a recorded message saying he Embassy was closed for Easter, but the police didn’t know that.
We pulled into Yaounde later than we had hoped and hit rush hour. There is no point in describing how bad ...
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- Shuttle bus service
- Adjoining Rooms
- Room service
- Swimming pool