I awaken just before our 6:45 a.m. meeting time. I am at the foothill of Mt Cameroon next to the Gulf of Guinea. Here I am in the rainy season only a few kilometres from the rainiest spot on Earth. I can imagine the beauty of this spot on a clear day. Instead, the low clouds and rain envelop me.
I get a glimpse of Mount Cameroon peaking through the clouds. This active volcano is the tallest peak in West Africa.
I think I’ve created a monster! M. Lobe insists that we head to Wovia to observe the villagers toileting into the sea!
I pick my way carefully through the ‘wasteland’. The path is a multifunctioning toilet, garbage dump, and pathway.
Umbrellas saves lives in thunderstorms, I am told. This way the current passes through the body instead of taking a direct hit. Pretty twisted logic. The aim is not to get hit at all.
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