I lift a chair. Quite deceiving. The wood here is lovely: dense and richly hued.
I thought that I could put the finishing touches on the proposal and hand it in by 10 a.m. That was not to be. To get all things done, it takes a long time. I get to the Canadian High Commission at 13h20, ten minutes before closing for the weekend. I am told that the ambassador already asked about it in the morning.
Next on the list: buying a couple tops with long sleeves for the predominantly Muslim northern Cameroon. Danielle obliges, taking me on a shopping expedition. I buy a long flowing traditional dress, This will be cool to wear, yet modest.
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