Sunday, May 31, 2009

我的生活描写图


还记得在准备去喀麦隆时,比利时的Andries跟我预备过这么一句话。他说,在喀麦隆,我生活的每一个细节也许会不同。我睡的床会不同,甚至我盖的被也会不同。 这也许是我所得到最恰当的心理建设了吧。

一切果然如此。如今,我的一切行住坐卧吃喝拉睡,和在家的比较,就像马来西亚和喀麦隆一样地远。

我如今暂住在一个AIESEC会员的校外学生宿舍里。学生宿舍坐落在坡上,外面有很多的小档小店。我常常会走上坡又走下坡,再往另一端走下坡又走上坡,只希望能看到一点吃的。可是,自己都不好意思开口问人,加上我的肉眼很奇怪地都看不到食物,所以我的午餐通常都是靠路边的小吃和水果度过的。我常常会为了买黄梨而走个三四百米。一路上,我已习惯大家对我好奇的注视。我最近发现其实喀麦隆的人真的很亲切。他们的问候不是一味的搭讪,而是这里的人真的逢人都会打招呼。上德士也会,买东西也会。所以,我也学会了回应人家的招呼,甚至主动向人问好。

在房间里,小小的房间有一个橱、一张放电视的桌子、一张梳妆台、一张茶几、一张椅子、一只风扇、一个炉子、一间厕所和一张床。我和Ubrine共睡那张大床。房间布置得非常雅致。门窗和空白的墙壁都会用同一花色的窗帘遮着。房间的灯源是一个黄色的灯泡,厕所也有一个。我在橱里有一个小小的位放衣服,剩下的东西还是放在旅行背包和旅行箱里,需要的时候再往里挖。厕所的马桶时不会抽水的,所以方便的时候都要装一桶水来冲。冲凉是用装在桶里的水。晚上早上冲都会凉彻心扉。我在房间的大部分时间都是在床上呆着。在床上写日记,在床上用电脑,在床上吃饭,在床上谈天,在床上睡觉。热的时候我会开一下风扇。但我发现自己开始觉得风扇太冷了,所以都很少用。

我出入都是搭德士。这是这里最普遍的交通工具。而且这里的德士是共搭的。一辆小小的德士最高纪录可以在六个乘客。前座两个(不包括司机),后面四个,不管体积大小。还没载满人的司机会对路边站着的人按喇叭,要搭德士的话,我会往车里喊目的地和价钱。司机觉得同路的话,会按一下喇叭,然后你就乖乖上车,问候车上其他的人;否则他就加油走人,我再等下一辆德士。

雅温得是一个以法语为主要语言的城市。我日常生活都会讲我的烂法语。法语有很多连音,所以我到现在还是觉得有一点难听懂。但是,很多人通常看了我的肤色之后,就会改口跟我讲他们的烂英语。这让我更容易地达到我的目的,但也更难学好法语。

在雅温得,有太阳的时候天气会很热,下雨的时候天气会很凉。早上也是冻冻的。这里没有什么空气调节的措施,所以大家就跟着天气的脉搏这样凉一会、热一会。晚上,这里的路灯稀少,所以路上都是暗暗的。离开大路的小路更是黑暗,都只靠着旁边的小店透出的光。在住家之间的路则完全没有灯了。一开始我对这些小路是恐惧的。但最近适应以后,我开始爱上了这些小路的谧静。而且,在黑暗中,我跟其他人就没有了肤色的差距。在黑暗中,我更能感受到自己真正地活在这块大地上。来喀麦隆之前,网页上都说,不要在入黑之后一个人出门。但我发现,适应以后,没什么不可以的。自己小心就对了。有了这里彻彻底底的黑,我更有机会随随便便就能享受到广大星空灿烂的美、绵延万家灯火的壮观和草丛中萤火虫群的点点荧光。

在这里,电脑还是上班的事儿。普遍大学生都没有电脑,更不要说是手提电脑了。要上网,我都去网吧。网吧里有一张又一张的简单木桌,上面放了一台有一台海域磁碟配备的电脑。一个小时,在学生区大约马币一块多,外面更贵。你也可以选择买自己的数据机用。我常常借用这里朋友的。但网路非常不稳定。一个晚上要重联十几次。这里到处也有打国际电话的小店小站。里面用木板架起一个一个的隔间,再用板搭个架,上面放个电话。我都是在那里打电话跟家人朋友聊。一分钟,马币一块多。隔音设备没有很好,电话素质也很参差。但,听到熟悉的华语和口音总会莫名地兴奋。手机在这里盛行了,但价钱还是很高。而且基本设施没还有待改善,通话素质常常都非常差。我现在都宁愿写简讯了,至少讲得比较清楚。

我可以说适应了吧。我现在都接受了这里的生活方式。这几天,我读回自己的日记,对自己对这些差别不感惊讶而感到惊讶。这叫适应吧。我这几天很忍不住地想:如果我连在大家眼中这么艰苦的非洲都过得去的话,那天大地大,我应该都能游刃其间了吧!这是一个非常天真的想法。但,也就是天真把我带到非洲来了。我还蛮想知道天真还会把我带到哪里去!

学生宿舍外面的夜。街景给我拍到美得连Ubrine也认它不出!君若仔细瞧路上的车灯的掠影,会不难发现这里的人都不会按部就班地驾车,而是随心所欲随着路况地转来转去,惊险刺激。

Ubrine的房间。我再住一天就要搬走了。


我自己努力买到的午餐大杂烩。


Ubrine房间照耀着大家的小黄。

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入乡随俗的最高境界


日期:五月二十八号


入乡随俗的最高境界就是连我的病也入乡随俗。

之前病了,严重伤风咳嗽,直到原本把它当没事的Guy也觉得不妥了。我喝完了一大瓶的枇杷膏,在用了Jana给的伤风药,怎样都不好。后来已经想直接去看医生了。突然,Ubrine说了这么一个道理。她觉得,伤风咳嗽这些病痛,不管大小轻重,都会来大驾光临一阵,十天后就会走。十天前不管你怎么催它赶它,都是没有用的;十天后不管你吃不吃药,它都会自己拍拍屁股走人。

我听了这个歪道理之后就想好,反正自己也很抗拒去看医生,就干脆试它一试。给这些小妖怪十天的时间。十天后还不好的话我就去看医生。

今天一早起来,一整天都干干爽爽的,没咳嗽没鼻涕。突然一算,诶,正好十天也。好神奇,好恐怖。而且这几天,我已经没在用药了,因为枇杷膏也喝完了,对伤风药也心灰意冷了。而病偏偏就在十天后无药自除了。难道它也入乡随俗了?

此乃趣事一宗也,请笑纳。

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Introduction to people in my Cameroon life


In order of appearance:
Wilfred – MCP Cameroom – the guy who saved me from fear at Yaoundé airport. He was really kind in introducing me the reality of AIESEC Cameroon, and has been encouraging me every time after my sessions.

Diana – MCVP TM from Lithuania – the girl who assured me that I will be able to spot the AIESECers at the airport cuz she’s a white. The conference manager for Upgrade. My poster girl for my top favourite picture. She has a baby due around my birthday!

Belinda – MC Projects Director – a tall, strong, vocal and opinionated modern Cameroonian girl who will be going to Qatar for her next MC term!

Theodore – LCP Buea, MCVP TM elect – a facilitator who unfortunately fell sick with Malaria just 3 days before the conference started.

Alice – MCVP Finance & Admin – a very hot Cameroonian lady who took care of my meals for my first 10 days because she was the finance person! The other poster girl for my top favourite picture.

Harona – LCP Douala elect – a very nice, friendly and chatty guy who took initiatives to speak to me and introduce Cameroon to me.

Eric – MCVPICX, MCP elect – A guy, though I have begun emailing with him since I was in Singapore regarding my internship setting, I have only met him as the last person in the MC house.

Heleen – intern in Buea from the Netherlands – The first intern I saw at 4am in the MC House. She is one of the only two in AIESEC who are younger than me. She kept me much comforted when I saw that she had as much cultural shock as me too.

Guy – LCVPICX, LCP Yaoundé elect – My much cherished TN Manager who took care of me really well and is really very sweet to me. After the conference, I had to stay back at Douala for a night for post-conference meeting, and he actually stayed back with me so that he could accompany me back to Yaoundé.

Clauvis – LCP Yaoundé – An opinionated, slightly strong-headed guy who took effort to take care of me too. One of the few who are very much in touch with technology and the world’s happenings.

Ubrine – member of Yaoundé – A very cheerful girl with a particular interest in interns. I am staying with her for the first week in Yaoundé.

Tim – intern in Yaoundé from the Netherlands – An interesting intern who doesn’t really care about AIESEC. Came to Cameroon for adventure. Has a healthy lifestyle and a heck-care attitude.

Jana – intern in Yaoundé from Germany – A very motherly intern who took every bit of effort to take care to me. She generously offered me cosmetics when I was distressed from power cut before official dinner, she picked me up at my home every time we go out, and she has generously shared with me every bit about Cameroon and her survival guide. Has a Cameroon boyfriend in Germany and will marry in July!

Arnaud – LCVPICX Yaoundé elect – My integration officer, who took time and effort to bring me around the town even when he has pending exams and was suffering from Malaria. He’s the other person who is younger than me here.

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Claude – my boss at Promesses – I am working for his start-up company 3 days every week, while the other two days are for working with AIESEC projects. He has been very intent on making me work longer and for more days, so that we can get things started. So far I have been able to resist the further pressure.

This list isn’t exhaustive, but it is some important people who I will keep mentioning in my blog posts. =)

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Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Je suis malade


Dated: 26th May.

I am sick. Ever since after the conference, I have been having flu and cough and one night, I had fever! It isn’t nice going around town, working in the office, being present at meetings when I keep having to blow my nose and cough like an 80 year old granny with phlegm that just wouldn’t come out. And no matter how much pipagao I took, nothing cures. I am not going to hospital because I don’t know how to, and I am not sure the safety of the medicine. I know this isn’t right, but grrr… Sobs. I hate to be sick!!!!!

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The life as a white


Dated: 22nd May

‘La blanche!’ It means The White. This is perhaps the most popular phrase I receive when I am on the streets. The extremely friendly Cameroonians simply shout at you as you pass by. In their eyes, I am a white. Belinda, the MC Project Director said, ‘There are only two colours: black and white.’ I happened to be whiter than I am black.

Everytime I tell people that ‘Je suis noire (I am black)’, they will laugh and say, ‘Ce n’est pas possible (This is not possible).’

The appearance of a person with alternative skin tone is a huge new thing to many locals. I am stared by almost everyone everywhere I go. Some people will shout at me with various greetings, ‘La blanche’, ‘La chinoise (The Chinese)’, ‘ça va? (How is it going?), ‘Ni hao’. Some people will whistle at me. Some people keep doing it to catch my attention. Some people will try to touch me. For most of the greetings, I can’t be sure of the amount of sincerity and harassment in them, and I will never go beyond responding ‘ça va (It’s good)’, and I only responded when I was in the University of Yaoundé, when I feel that the people are at least slightly less dangerous. For the people who try to touch me, I sweep them off violently. Nowadays, I devised a strategy to clench my fists everytime I am among the crowd. Somehow psychologically I feel that it makes people less dare to disturb me, because it probably makes people think that I know kungfu.

So far, the best response I have heard is from Tim, the Dutch intern. Someone called him ‘You are a white!’ off the street, and he responded ‘You are a black!’. And they shook hands. That scene was hilarious.

Jana the German intern told me, being a white also means that you will be grossly overcharged everywhere you go. For short distance, the Africans get to board the taxi at 100F (SGD0.30), while the taxis will not pick her up if she offers the same price. Being a white also means that some people will ask things from you. Jana’s housegirl told her to get her a handphone. And the same housegirl, upon seeing my MP3, asked me to give it to her. When Tim, Jana and I were watching National Day Parade on 20th May, a guy suddenly came up to Tim and demanded for his camera. Tim’s friend took the camera and ran away from the guy, who then asked Tim to give him 1000F. Tim ignored him, and he suddenly shouted at me ‘Chinoise!’ I didn’t dare to look at him, and kept staring into the street. He is a guy of the size of almost a gorilla, and Jana said he is mentally unstable. I was very much afraid then, wondering if he will assault me. Jana quietly moved between me and him, and we continued freezing for a few tense minutes. The guy eventually walked away. *Phew*

Being a white excites many people. One day, I was at Ubrine’s house, and Vincent the Belgian intern was there too, together with a few other Yaoundé AIESECers. Elviche was plaiting African braids for me. The door was opened, and suddenly a lot of kids appeared on the outside, shouting that they want to see the whites. We invited them in, and they kept staring and giggling at us. I asked one girl if she wants to marry a white. She said yes. So I asked if she wants to marry Vincent when she grows up, she said no, because she said that Vincent will not wait for her. It was truly cute of them.

It still amuses me how people can insist that I am a white, when I am one of the darkest person back at home! I am still trying to live with this notion as being a white. Up till now, it still amuses me, as much as it is bringing me some fear and intimidation.

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My two-sense worth for adaptation

Dated: 21st May

The old saying for cultural sensitivity used to be like this – Assume different until proven. From this experience, I would like to propose – Assume the same until told. At the beginning, I was really conscious when I was proposing ideas, repeatedly using words like ‘in my country’, ‘back in Malaysia/Singapore’, ‘I am not sure how it works here’. And I found others saying the same things as me too, when they are sharing ideas. In the end, we found that most of the things we said are the same in both societies! We share the same expectation for the same role, the same problems in AIESEC, and find many many more similarities!

The moment you decide to adapt, you suddenly take things so much easily. Taking cold shower no longer haunts me, and I am grateful when there is running water, be it in the form of shower or bucket (Bucket bath is when you use your hands to scoop water from the bucket to splash it unto your body). I am grateful that there is electricity, I have lights and fans. My workplace does not have fans, not to mention air-conditioning. I’ve spoken to my boss, it doesn’t seem financially possible to get one till we get the next revenue. However, I am surprised that I am not even complaining too much about it. I am getting to terms with food with little hygiene, using plates that are cleaned with just water and wiped with a less-than-clean cloth, putting my sandy feet on the bed, toilet bowl without the seat plastic and the cover and without a flushing system, a room with no rubbish bin, and being at ease when I am soaking in sweat. I am amazed by myself, on how easily I can take these things, considering I used to live with so much comfort and hygiene.

Though, though, I am still counting down to the days for me to go home. I am ashamed by this thought, but I will not control it. I am letting it stay, and let’s see if my mentality will let it go one day.

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To chair is to adapt

Dated: 18th May

I am truly grateful for the rare opportunity to chair the national conference before the start of my internship. It was perhaps the best positive pressure for me to adapt.

I arrived in Douala on 9th May 1120pm. Conference pre-meeting started on 10th May 9am, which was supposed to be hosted by the chair. Diana helped me to do the first session. That moment onwards, I knew I have to get out of my protective shell, and get out faster than normal people because I have a role to play. So from lunch onwards, I started proactively making conversations with people, learning more about people, the society and AIESEC Cameroon. The facilitators were really helpful for preparing me. The moment when I feel truly integrated was perhaps during the AIESEC dance time at night. Dancing in unison always makes one feel a part of the community. From that moment onwards, I am really feeling like I am the chair of the conference!

Being a chair was an interesting experience. I have to manage different groups of people without really knowing what the situation is like, and even better, without really knowing if what you are saying is right. People expect a lot from the chair to take the lead. Thus, after finding out from everyone that we more or less share the same expectation, I started assuming more that it is somewhat like a conference in Singapore. I am glad these assumptions held true.

There is always this very big task for the chair apart from all the formal responsibilities – to manage the time. It was an ever bigger challenge for me here, because Cameroonians do not have too much concept about time. When people said ‘I am coming’, it means 20 more minutes. When they said 15 minutes more, it means an hour more. I had to fight against all these to ensure that the conference run according to the agenda. So the OC and faci heard a lot from me asking ‘How much exact time will you take to come?’, ‘What do you mean by “I’m coming”?’.After the first day, everyone would giggle if someone else dare to say ‘I am coming’. Haha.

Everyone had a conception that Asians are very reserved people. Belinda described Asians as ‘talk and die’. So when they saw me hosting the opening plenary speaking a lot and fluently, they were very surprised. The fact that I am speaking already made my performance surpassed their expectation. Having people viewing you positively makes a lot of things easier. And somehow my way of speaking, my intonation, my pronounciation, my ‘cool?’ gesture, the way I run around, the way I dance intrigued them a lot too, perhaps it was all because it was different from their preconception.

The delegates were really nice, friendly and mature. They would pay full attention to me when I was speaking, responding to me in unison every time I asked ‘Cool?’, coming to me just to say ‘bon apetite’ when I am having my meals, and even cooperating with me to keep quiet after I told them my throat is sore. They love photo-taking. Everyday, every break, as long as I walked about in the plenary, I would be caught to take pictures with them. And one request would usually lead to 10 other requests. The delegates would grab me, hold my hands, hold my shoulders, or attempt to hug or kiss me. But they had respect for the chair. So after one delegate stunned me by kissing on my cheeks to bid good night, and another delegate found out that I am not alright with these French culture, the next day onwards, no one dares to do so again.

Because the people I was interacting with were AIESECers, it means that they are a lot more open to sharing, and I could ask interesting questions that I would not dare to ask otherwise, for example, "Are all Cameroonians sexually active?", "Why do you guys not use fans?", "How is the HIV/AIDS situation here?", "What do you think is the root of problems here in Africa?" etc. Of course, all due respect is given. I enquired for this information for intellectual curiosity. =P

The delegates have also surprised me with their vision. And they surprised me more with the determination in them to achieve their vision. Many of them want to improve various aspect of Africa. Berlin wanted to solve the food shortage problem, Arnaud wanted to be the richest young man so that he could inspire the others, another wanted to set up many enterprises, another wanted to manage Africa properly. It is truly noble of them to have realised these problems, and remained determined to stay and improve the situation, instead of going away in search of a better land. And the speech from CEO of Standard Chartered Bank has helped nailed in their vision. He said, ‘Many people, when they face problems, abandon the problems and go to a better place. The great people like Nelson Mandela and Lee Kuan Yew (he mentioned him because I was there) stayed with the problems and perfect them.’ I really wish that these youths can stay with their vision, and work on them for a better Africa. And I really wish that we from the better world can work with them to make things come true. Watch out for my next posts on possible collaboration!

Apart from the people that are so refreshing, the conference organisation was an eye opener too. Air-conditioning is not at all common here, so we had our plenary in a little hall in a hotel with fans. And the hotel is nothing to compare with any hotel in Singapore. During the opening plenary on the first night, the electricity went off when the delegates were setting their goals. No one complained. We stayed with the dark until the managers started their generators. Such power cut situation was plentiful for the rest of the days. The delegates made do without fans, the facilitators made do without powerpoint presentations. Budget problem was a huge problem for the OC this year. On the second day of the conference, the facilitators had to move out from our apartment to another hotel because it saved them some money. The OC didn’t have money to print handouts, and the MCP eventually took out his own money for the printing. We cut down on flipcharts, and even replaced lunch with coffee break. No one complained, even though that was not normal even here. The maturity level is amazing. Think about bringing this spirit back to Singapore.

For myself, I feel really fortunate to have such loving people to be the delegates for the first conference that I chaired. Their positive response kept me motivated throughout, even when I had 1 hour sleep or when I eventually fell sick. I didn’t need to resort to recall previous conferences to boost my energy. I have also opened my eyes to more things that can happen in a conference, some of which may not be pleasant, but definitely eye-opening. After the facilitators were downgraded to another hotel, that hotel has no shower head. Instead, there is a bucket of water, and I had to scoop water out using my palms to pour that little water on my body to clean it. The first time I saw that bucket, I was totally clueless. I thought this was bad enough. The third evening before the official dinner, there was power cut when I was taking that bucket bath! I was caught in absolute darkness, still having soap on my body, and I couldn’t see a thing. The other facilitators were completely at ease, but I was totally driven mad. I struggled to find my towel, put on my dress and 4-inch heels, walked on them on a pitch dark uneven mud road filled with rocks and stones, cursing and swearing in my heart. I couldn’t put on any make-up, and I considered that as totally unacceptable! It maddened me more when I saw all other facilitators still staying calm and happy. Seeing others like that made me know that I had to ease myself. I started comforting myself that it is alright to not make up, it is alright to not look too good, it is just a cultural experience. I got better when I reached the official dinner place, because I borrowed a delegate’s room to do some final touch up. Haha.

That’s all for some of the plentiful conference experience I have had from my very first chairing experience of AIESEC Cameroon NLDS. Seen a lot, learnt a lot, and, adapted more into the community through making a lot of friends.

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Saturday, May 23, 2009

Pictures up!

The real Africa!


She turned me into an African girl! Elviche from LC Yaounde, the LC I am an intern of.



Diversity!
Rach can this picture qualify for my poster girl picture?


I love this picture 2.


I love this picture 3.


I love the picture 4.


Spreading the use of chopsticks!


The different Global Village. Performance by my LC!


More from my LC!



Spreading the Asian girl style!



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Monday, May 18, 2009

C'est ma vie!





Finally got some pictures up!!! Enjoy! I am speaking French a lot here, but still not still not enough! Will try to put up my offline blog posts soon. My friend's lappie can't read docx files. And I am using a German keyboard now.




Mt Cameroon from University of Buea.




A room of Jana's friend. Jana is a German intern (in the picture) who is really taking care of me, as much as the other AIESECers here. I feel truly loved, apart from the other weird advances. Hahaha...



Logging is pretty bad here.




A bit of AIESEC now. This is the van carrying AIESECers from LC Douala to NLDS!




Picture taking is the love of delegates here. They can simply take thousands of pictures using other people's cameras. Spot the less-than-dark people.




Is it so much easier to spot me here?




The only picture of me at the Official Dinner with Diana from Lithuania, the MCVPTM here, before my batteries went dead.





The legendary way of them transporting things from town to town. By the way, this van (which they call bus) sits 16 people, regardless of size, excluding the driver. :S




The best moving thing in Cameroon! Door-less, backseatless, boot cover-less, but still moving. And it transported all 100 chairs and 5 tables and 2 tents in one go.


Roadside vaccination for yellow fever. So cute!!


An unusual street scene. I am not sure how usual is it here. I guess ma3 lu4 really makes sense here. Here the cows share the same roads as the cars, travelling at the same time.


Attempting African braids with only my real hair. By a really sweet LC girl who came all the way to visit me.

The first time I attempted washing clothes with buckets and yellowish water.


The MC house has a water filter which filters the yellow water into drinking water with less smell. This saves you 500F (SGD1.7) per 1.5 litre you drink.

My favourite food here - poisson brussiere. With nice chilli pepper paste and cooked bananas.

Bananas is one of the most common carbohydrate here. And chicken is most expensive here. Fish is most common. Interesting.


Yaounde, the city I am living in, finally reaching here after travelling to another 2 cities for 8 days. It is a beautiful city with a lot of slopes. This makes it more foreign than ever.

People say that internship is life-changing. For now, I say that it is changing life. For I feel like I am living someone else's life more than ever. Sleeping differently, bathing differently, eating differently, speaking a different language, etc etc. More will come soon!

Dear MCs, I will try to post on MC blog once I go to cybercafe on my own! For now, I am always using other people's connection, so I can't use for too long, and my blog takes precedence! Haha.


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Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Update


It's 3rd day since I have arrived in Cameroon, and have almost overcome my culture shock, yet to learn to enjoy my stay and every difference here. A Dutch intern arrived last night, and she was still in the midst of culture shock. She wept about it. She reminded me so much of who I was just barely 3 days ago. Of course, being the only free person in the MC house (it was National Planning today), I kept her accompanied, shared my stories, and encouraged her to cry. Hope she will feel better soon.

Some reality update of my life: There is no hot water, and the water is slightly yellow. There is no light in the bathroom, and we see with the light seeped in from the neighbouring room. I have to wash my clothes using my hands. Most of the roads are not tarred, and since it rains once every 2 days, the roads are constantly muddy. The African ladies really have a lot of hair styles, and most of them are made of fake hair! The food here is nice, but the portion is too much for me. I always get the AIESECers to finish them for me.

AIESECers are AIESECers, sharing the common cult culture no matter where we are. We dance Le le, Freed from desire, motor scooter, etc. I taught them some AIESEC dance in Chinese and they loved it so much that it is now their faci dance. They shout Hey AIESEC too, and they have the same expectation for a conference chair.

It is interesting how many of them kept commenting that I break their preconception of Asians. To the Africans and to the Europeans, they have always felt that Asians are quiet and reserved, and saying one word can simply kill them. Belinda, the MCVP Projects (my mama) was telling me that she was so worried when Diana (the conference manager) put an Asian girl as the chair of their conference. 'How will she speak???' And now suddenly they found themselves one Asian girl who talks as much as the Africans. Haha.. And I am trying to speak more in French, and learning their pidgin' English! My aim: to not able to speak English anymore. Haha!

Much as I want to type, I can't, because someone else is still waiting to use the net.

Till then, a bientot!

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Saturday, May 09, 2009

My 8th May is 29-hour long

On 8th May, as I stepped onto the boarding corridor, the notion of doing internship in Cameroon is no longer the same. It used to feel real, now it is real. I am flying away from Asia, to a land which I have always bragged about me being part of them. And now I am really going there. No more imagination, whatever I have read is coming to me!

The most colourful cabin I have ever seen. Beautifully.

The guy I met on the KL-Bangkok flight, who is taking the exact same route as me. Also the guy who asked me to be his girlfriend after a mere 2 hours of talk, and who, after I lied to him that I have a boyfriend, insist of being my Cameroon boyfriend. This is the guy who kept me accompanied for the long hours, who shared a lot of useful Cameroon insights with me, who bought me water when I had no Kenya shillings, and the guy who gave me nervous breakdown. -.-'

My first of the two dinner for 8/5/09, deliciously prepared by Thai Airways. I like this airline!

Thailand airport. My first time arrival! Note my big AIESEC logo shirt which I painstakingly find to ensure recognition.


Transit to Nairobi by Kenya Airways.


The hot Kenyan air steward.

The route the plane took, passing by Sri Lanka, India, Mauritius and Seychelles. Too bad I wasn't allocated a window seat!

Keeping myself warm in Kenya Airways using Thai Airways' blanket. Sorry Thai Airways, I will return to you in August!

Kenya Airport. Very Kenyanish. Hope the elephant isn't real.

Very much tempted to get one of this.

Learning how to 自拍 with a background.

An advertisement which I think is super cute!!!! And it's so similar to how our parents tell us. 'Don't say we didn't tell you', 'think ten times' etc.


Kenya has high beautiful sky. I will only be able to see the Kenyan sky without the glass panel in July 27.

Kenya Airways against the high sky.

How many cities of this do you know? I also don't know them.

First pseudo-African lunch. Chicken rice. Chicken is supposed to be the most expensive meat in Africa cuz they don't grow well in African climate. So I took every free opportunity to have chicken now. And of course, rice, my staple.

I wonder if the second line is only there at developing countries. Recall Slumdog millionaire.


My last lap - Nairobi to Douala, after a good 13 hour wait, which I don't think I have dreaded any minute! And which I don't think I have done anything that I have planned for this 13 horus!

Below is my travel diary for these 2 days. 







Adapting is just so difficult. I am only at the airport and I cannot stand so much of the stuff already. I cannot stand the constant relationship advances, not the people who kept outrightly staring at your diary or your computer screen, not the people making various requests to you to use your laptop to use your cable, not the people who kept talking to me even when I have put on my earphones, not the various men who kept disturbing me when I just want to be on my own.

Now, like the time in Thailand Airport, I am doubting my adaptability and openness to new experience. I always thought I welcome new experience very much. But this time when I dump myself into a completely new environment, the adjustment was so hard, and filled with so much loss and helplessness. I don't like how others are socializing with me now. I am scared, I am afraid, and I am worried. I am again, doubting my ability to live through the three months, living with everyone who is yet so different from me and very intimidating to me. I hope my self-efficacy comes back to find me soon, and live me through my three months. I don't want to live like I am struggling. I want to enjoy the life here! But right now, I am even struggling to live with the challenges, and I am amplifying every single difference in the negative light. This is not good. I need my confidence back.

Jia you!!!  T.T

Anyway, for guys who need some proposal suggestion:

Crap reason 1: You dress like an African and you make yourself seem very adaptable to African culture. In no way I am dressing like an African.

Crap reason 2: I don't have a girlfriend in Cameroon and I don't have a girl in Malaysia. Who cares about stories on your side?

Crap reason 3: I like you. 

Crap reason 4: I am not looking for a boyfriend now. But I am looking for you now.

This is driving me crazy..!!

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