This is the last post on the Kribi part of my journey in Cameroon.
I've already uploaded a fair number of pictures.
So I'll try to select just the most interesting ones. Of course, if you want to see the complete set of pictures, you just have to click on any of the pictures.
Me, getting on the dugout ("pirogue" in French")
Mum was very reluctant to get in that dugout. Initially, she wanted to wait for us in the car.
In a attempt to reassure us (I assume), the dugout driver told us:
Dont Worry, the boat is very solid (I guess he means we should not rely on the appearance of the boat).
Then he added something that makes us all feel more comfortable:
It's safer than the Titanic!
Dude, what A RELIEF. Good thing he didnt say "as safe as the Titanic.
This guy should have been a shrink.
There is no engine so some people have to make the dugout keep going, isnt it?
Some people use cars, some other dugout canoes.
The dugout parked at the "dock" (sort of).
Somehow, this is the "road" we took.
One Pygmée house.
Probably the Pygmee version of a Duplex.
A place where people gather together.
Frankly, there is not that much to see in that "Village"
Except posing with the so-called Chef weapons.
Even Mum was in.
The beds. No comment
The Pygmée people. They are distinguishable by their small height, usually between 140 and 160 centimeters.
This is one of the first (and maybe) only thing I remember from the early classes of the primary school in Cameroon.
Oki. we took a lot of pictures. What do expect?
Ok that's enough folks. More pictures are available after the jump (on the last pic).
Again, feel free to leave comment.
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