Off To West Africa

Gotta go do the worky thing again.

Cameroon for a week, then Lagos for ten days or so. 

Last time I was in Douala I reported back on the lizard situation. Sticking with the animal theme, I thought you would be delirious to learn that this is a daily sight:

No hi-vis jackets, no police in view, no road closures. The drovers walk alongside 'em. No goggles to protect their eyes from those vicious looking horns. It all works. They bring them down from the north to load them up at the railway sidings, (visible from my hotel room), for export to nearby countries. Oh, they make good eatin' as well. I had several steaks and a couple of burgers made from them. Very tasty.

This is NOT a daily sight:

For which I thank all the gods, both major and minor.

Seemingly, if the cows stop lactating, the only cure is to blow air into their, erm, bajingo's.

And you think your job sucks? His blows. (Or maybe it's just a cover for his peculiar sexual proclivities....)

Thankfully, I will be avoiding that wedding, and I am particularly pleased to be escaping the attendant nonsense that goes along with crap like this. Hundreds of thousands of usually normal people will line the streets to wave like tits at a pair of utter tits. And we gormless tits will pay for it all.

Try to have some fun until I return. I will try to blog but the internet connection may not be able to stand the demands I place upon it. What with the porn and everything. I should be home around the 11th May. If not, avenge my death, etc etc.

Be excellent to each other, and stuff.

CR.