Last leg

We are on the last leg of this African journey. Yesterday we flew down from the far north to the southwest province and are staying in a cute beach town called Limbe.

 

As we drove in, I opened the window and stuck my head out, straining to hear some english, as this is the english part of Cameroon. Up until now, we have been in the french parts and being the official translator in this couple, I was running out of french words.

 

I love one of the staff members at our hotel. She's very slow and everything takes a lot of effort for her to do. After I ordered my meal, Keith ordered his. About thirty seconds later, she looked at him and murmured slowly, "You said something?" So he ordered again (beef in peanut sauce with fries) and she scrunched up her face like he had just stepped on her toes.

 

"Uhmm..cheeeps? Ummm... noo," she mumbled. I suppressed a laugh. Keith suggested, "Rice?" She hemmed and hawed before agreeing that, yes, she would be comfortable serving rice alongside beef in peanut sauce. I call her Sunshine.