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Nothing says relaxation like the sunset on the beach. During my two weeks in Yaounde, I took a short break with some friends and headed to the beach of Kribi. We were "four chicks in a pick up", haha, goodtimes. What a nice change from the huslte and bustle of the capital city, where the streets are crowded with yellow taxis slowly, cruising by all the people that line up shoulder to shoulder at the end of the workday, shouting out their destinations with more and more desperation on their faces as the time passes, hoping some taxi will finally take them home. Traffic nightmare. What a city! At the beach, no shouting: "la blanche, la blanche, ma cherie, ma pousse", the touristy, fishing town was a nice change and we could hear the sound of the waves as we fell asleep. We visited the fish market and even went out for pizza (with cheese, lots of cheese... mmmm...). I went jogging along the beach each morning, enjoying some seafood, sunshine, and interesting conversations of our Cameroonian experiences.
Craziest thing was the drive... a perfectly paved, flat road (that is unheard of in the north west region!), but people were driving so fast and so crazy, it was really scary. People would pass blindly, completely blindly, on a turn or behind a big truck. (I found out later that that road is all called death road.) Another crazy thing, you see... I'll never get over transportation in Cameroon. You won't believe how many people and how many things they will cram into one tiny car or bus, or all the things (or animals) piled up high on top! Anyway, on that road, I saw a passenger sitting on the hood at 100 miles per hour... and then, when I thought that was bad, we slowly crept up behind a yellow taxi and a saw, hanging out of the trunk, a person's leg, someone was crammed in the trunk of the car among the luggage, with the door pressing down on his head!!!! Helllllooooo! This is crazy. Can you see the black leg and hand hanging out in the photo??? Just when you think you've seen it all, whew!
