Saturday, 5 March 2016

The Guardian Post Man of the Year 2015: Take a Peep at Dr. Christopher Fomunyoh's Powerful Award Speech!

I couldn't wait to hit the almost 300km journey from Bamenda to Buea, to witness yet another award ceremony where Ta Nformi Dr. Christopher Fomunyoh was once again the man of the year as he was awarded with the "The Man of the Year" Award at a ceremony that took place at the beautiful Buea Mountain Hotel" on Friday 4th March 2016. Please take a peep at his complete [powerful] speech.  More about my journey and the award ceremony will be yours in a few days on this travel blog!
Speech delivered by Ta Nformi-Cameroon Dr Christopher Fomunyoh on the Occasion of the “2015 Man of the Year Guardian Post News Paper Award” Ceremony at the Buea Mountain Hotel - Cameroon
4th February 2015

Dr. Christopher Fomuyoh's "Man of the Year Award."
Honourable Senators,
Members of Parliament
The Lord Mayor of Buea, and Other Elected Officials,
Their Excellencies, Ambassadors and Members of the Diplomatic Corps
Their Royal Highnesses, Traditional leaders here present or represented,
Batonnier Emeritus of the Cameroon Bar Association, Barrister Ben Muna,
Other dignitaries here present,
Dear friends of the media,
Distinguished ladies and gentlemen;

I am extremely pleased to be here today, as the recipient of the “2015 Man of the Year” Award launched by the highly reputable Guardian Post Newspaper, and now in its second decade of existence.
I am deeply honoured by this exceptional recognition and truly humbled that the jury arrived at its decision unanimously. I am also honoured reading through the pedigree of previous recipients -- a current Head of State, Sultans and Fons, Governors and Ambassadors -- and therefore feel very fortunate to be among the selected few onto whom this distinction has been bestowed.
I very much want to thank members of the jury for their wisdom in discerning where some may see and not perceive. I want to thank profusely, and from the bottom of my heart, the Guardian Post for its audacity in launching this award which, more than any immediate material benefits, raises the bar on all recipients who should strive to be better citizens, and positive and powerful contributors to a better humanity.
Some of you may remember that the late John Fitzgerald Kennedy, prior to becoming president to the United States of America, wrote a book on “Profiles in Courage” in which he recognized the powerful impact of people that stood up for what was right and just even when other immediate pressures and short term gains stood in their path. There is no doubt in my mind that the Guardian Post in giving me today’s award, stands high on that pedestal; because no one can argue that the trends of the day seem to reward not the thoughtfulness, vision and humanistic ability to be each other’s keeper, but rather the act of positioning one’s self for some immediate and short term gains, no matter the likely devastating consequences for our country and its future. I thank you for your forthrightness and your professionalism; as well as your big efforts towards a more perfect and accessible media in our beloved country. Your social engagement help shine the spotlight on what works and what needs to be changed or improved upon in our society, hence raising the bar of good conduct and visionary leadership on all of us, be it at the national, regional and local levels or even internationally.
I am exceptionally touched that you decided to organize this year’s award ceremony in the historic city of Buea. No right minded Cameroonian can ignore the unique position that Buea occupies, and ever will occupy in the life story of this country and its millions of inhabitants. From the pre-modern times of the so-called “discovery of Africa” through the German era and the years of being a protectorate, through reunification and today’s Cameroon; Buea has, and ever will remain a corner stone of our national edifice. It is also the rock upon which Cameroon must build its resilience and fortitude going forward. The symbolism cannot be lost on anyone. And the word must go forth loud and clear from a top Mount Cameroon to all Cameroonians that this ‘Son of the soil’ in receiving this award and the relevant attributes this day, is acutely aware that the bar is being raised; just as he is aware of the high expectations of his fellow compatriots that he does more for our dear fatherland. And make no mistake, I can say here today, unequivocally to my 22 million fellow compatriots, that I will always strive to meet and surpass or exceed their expectations.
Yes, having a Harvard University degree is great; having a PH.D is intellectually stimulating. Helping other African countries strengthen their democratic governance is admirable and rewarding for the pan-Africanist that I am. But nothing, none of that is as fulfilling as being able to serve your own people and being able give back abundantly to your community. That is why this particular award touches a special place in my heart. That is why I am also very proud that in the delegation that accompanied me to receive this award are brothers and sisters from all 10 (ten) regions of our country, travelling by air, by train and by road to be here to bear witness to this historic event. I thank them profusely and acknowledge their support and encouragement as well as that of the staff of the Fomunyoh Foundation, without which none of the humanitarian actions and philanthropic deeds of the Foundation would have happened.
We also are having these celebrations of leadership, humanitarianism, and philanthropy at a pretty tough time for our country as we fight extremists jihadists of Boko Haram in the Far-Northern region. Boko Haram is destroying the lives and livelihoods of our fellow country men and women, innocent civilians, soldiers and our children alike. In this fight against Boko Haram that ought to be the centrality of our political and governance focus, our soldiers, the members of the Armed Force (military & Gendarmerie) and the police and other relevant services, including citizen protection committees are demonstrating their valour and bravery and professionalism on a daily basis. These brothers and sisters in uniform are the ultimate leaders and philanthropists of our time; because, without any hesitation, they put their lives on the line, and some have paid the ultimate price, so the rest of us can live and enjoy our livelihood. It is truly to them that Awards like this should be dedicated, and it is to them that I feel I hold this award in proxy. In the days ahead, I will be asking my lawyers to study the feasibility of creating a special scholarship fund that can provide additional educational, mentoring and financial assistance to those children of school age whose principal bread winner (dad or mom) is one of our fallen heroes in the fight against Boko Haram. The Fomunyoh Foundation is very open to collaborating with other entities or individuals that are engaged in a similar endeavour. We must reassure these unexpected orphans and widows that we are a grateful nation and will never forget.
Please let us now observe one minute of silence as we remember all the victims of Boko Hara, and in honour of our brave men and women who have fallen while protecting our fatherland.
We also are holding this ceremony this March 4th, 2016, four days to March 8th, 2016, the International Women’s day, and I can tell you that there aren’t as many philanthropists out there around the world than you would find among our mothers and grandmothers, our sisters, daughters, nieces, aunts and cousins. As I have criss-crossed various parts of our country, I have met incredible women with wonderful uplifting experiences of philanthropy, goodness, kindness and humanity to share.
I still remember very fondly now late Mrs Marie France, a grandmother who first trained as a reverend sister and later left sisterhood to run an orphanage for close to 100 (one hundred) children in Bertoua, in the East region. Despite her failing health, Marie France obtained permission from her doctors in Yaoundé to leave her sick bed to host me in her home with those beautiful children last November and to share with me her life story and commitment to humanity through those children. Sadly, Mrs. Marie France passed away early this year.
I think of Dr. Djibrilla Fatima Sidiki, who is based in Maroua in the Far North region and who, rather than seek to sit behind an office desk like some PH.Ds, is actually out and about at the grassroots, organizing women in rural areas across the Grand North and giving them new skills and opportunities to improve their lives. 
I think of Commy Mussa, a young journalist and social activist based in Bamenda, who, rather than stick solely to her pen, is working to build the capacity of women local councillors in Nkambe, Donga Mantung Division of the North West Region.
I see in action, Mrs Leocadia Mandeng, a single mom from the Ocean Division of the South Region, striving to succeed as a business entrepreneur nationally and in our sub-region, so she can pay her children through school while at the same time looking after the children of other people less privileged than she is.
I learned first-hand the work of Mrs. Dzebong Octavie, president to the ‘‘Association Ngong’’ du Nde in the Western region which mobilizes market women and enhances their capacity to sustain themselves economically, financially and socially. Mrs Dzebong attended my book launch in Bafoussam in November 2014 and said she also wanted to be part of the conversation about our country’s future.
I think of Ms Nakinti Besumbu, a young journalist from Ndian Division in the South West region who, despite the challenges of funding, runs an initiative called ‘Rescue Women’ to train girl children in information technology and new skills that can make them more successful citizens.
I also know first hand the efforts of Mrs Ikollo Jacqueline, Queen of Bonedale, Douala in the Littoral region, who is a geologist by training and who, rather than go make money working for big oil companies, is spending time organizing women within Sawa communities and in chiefdoms in other parts of the country.
And I also think of the young, dynamic, hardworking Grace Sil from Yaoundé in the Centre region who trained in Europe in very specialized skills and returned home hoping to find opportunities to serve her country. She and many of her generation hope and aspire to a better future for this country that my generation has a civic responsibility to provide. 
These are ordinary women doing extraordinary things and succeeding, oftentimes through very challenging circumstances. These women of all age groups, from all regions of our country are but a small prism though which to see the abundance of positive energy and exceptional potential, the philanthropy and kindheartedness of the Cameroonian woman. I, therefore, seize this opportunity, on behalf of the Fomunyoh Foundation and in my personal capacity, to say thank you; congratulations, and to wish our Cameroonian mothers, grandmothers, wives, daughters, nieces, aunts and cousins, a happy International Women’s Day, March 8, 2016.
Let me close where I started, by thanking Guardian Post for the recognition and award; and you all Distinguished ladies and Gentlemen for your physical presence here today (which means very much to me) and for your time and attention.

Dr. Christopher Fomunyoh
President
The Fomunyoh Foundation
Email: fomunyoh@gmail.com

Thursday, 14 January 2016

THE HIV/AIDS SIDE OF FUNDONG: MEETING WITH AN OUTSTANDING PATIENT!

Tung Helllimina in front of an arts and craft shop in Fundong!
My trip to Fundong was a smooth one on a road trip. Even with the countless police check-points, I was able to get there in less than two hours. Being the capital of Boyo Division, Fundong is blessed with water and electricity, even though both can be described as epileptic. The cuts are constant and yet it is no surprise because the population has gotten used to it.

Despite the fact that I went to Fundong to follow up on some work I did for an NGO some time ago, I was happy that the mission led me to meet this outstanding leader, with a big heart, and beautiful soul -- Mme. Tung Hellimina. She is the President of a women's farming group, but as fate would have it, she shared her HIV experience with me as our discussion proceeded. When I approached her and told her that I was looking for women in leadership positions in Fundong, she stood up from a chair where she was sitting almost lost and gave me a handshake. As our hands met, the active sense of touch in me told me that something was wrong with her. Her feel was hot. Gently, I carried my head back to her face, then I found out her jaws were sinking. Her eyes were deep. Here lips were dry. Her voice was kind of coming from a distance. But thank God, she was looking stable because she could talk well, walk well, and the broad smile that stood on her face after the handshake was reassuring.

Mme. Tung is HIV Positive, and she was diagnosed in 2002. She was placed on anti-retroviral in 2003 alongside her huband who died in 2011 as a result of HIV opportunistic infections.

Mme. Tung Hellimina. She has been living with HIV/AIDS for the past 13 years!


According to data gotten during a DATA VALIDATION WORKSHOP ON TB/HIV/AIDS organized by the Regional Delegation of Public Health for the North West Region, on the 14-15 of January 2016, Fundong seems to have the highest number of HIV infected persons after Bamenda. Fundong registered the highest number of new infections in the last semester of 2015 (July to December 2015), 649 new cases, and 9 deaths, followed by Bamenda that registered 323 new cases (we all know Bamenda is a big town, and the headquarters of the North West Region of Cameroon). The North West Region as a whole registered 2624 new cases of infections between July and December 2015.

In 2010, with the increasing number of HIV infected persons and deaths in Fundong, Mme. Tung created her association called "A wonda Support Group" for persons living with HIV/AIDS (PLWHIV). The objective of the group is to group PLWHIV and ensure a proper psycho-social follow-up, facilitate access to care and treatment, create awarness on the diseases, and support infected children. "A Wonda Support Group currently has 84 members; 5 men, 18 children, and 61 women.

Mme. Tung is a mother of 8. She is a widow. She is a farmer. In December, she molded mud bricks on people's building sites and raised 6000frs which she used to buy Christmas gifts for the children living with HIV in Fundong.

Rose [second name withheld for fear of stigma] who is the treasurer of the group says her membership in the group has given her hope and also made her to value her life more. "I be think say I go die when dem be tell me for hospital say I get HIV, but now, like mami Hellimina, I know say I fit live longer than people wey dem no get the disease," she says.

Mme. Tung Hellimina says she has lived passed the 'fear of stigma' stage. She says anyone who wants to help her group should contact her. She is open about her status any day any time. She gave me permission to use her pictures any day, any time. If in case you want to contact "A Wonda Support Group," I will pull you through.

In all, my trip to Fundong was a huge success. Even more successful after meeting someone who was so passionate about supporting PLWHIV.

Saturday, 28 November 2015

Bertoua With Dr. Christopher Fomunyoh: Philantropy at its Best!

Dr. Fomunyoh showing some love to an orphan at "Fondation Nazareth" Bertoua
Bamenda to Bertoua is a close to 700km journey; long and tiring. But if a journey is for a good cause, the kilometers seem like meters. Braving the bumpiness of the Bamenda - Mbouda road, through the lifeless Santa toll gate, I was drawn to believe that North West Region is a forgotten portion. Is the government really aware of the state of the road leading to one of the two anglophone regions in the country? Well, the Express Road to Bertoua, from Younde, gave me hope that some day it is going to be better for us in the South West and North West Regions of our beloved Cameroon. And back to why I dared -- I dared because I wanted to be an eye witness.

Who would have thought that a man from the North West Region of Cameroon would take charity and philanthropy to the East Region of Cameroon? Most people will stick to the self belief that charity begins and ends at home, but unless you are a true Cameroonian at heart, you will never function the way this icon functions. He has touched about 7 regions of the country this year already, and he is hoping to touch more. Seriously, who has broken that record in Cameroon?

I heard about what was supposed to happen, I went to Bertoua, I saw, I experienced, and I came back with facts -- pictures. Here are the different activities that Characterized Dr. Christopher Fomunyoh one week stay in Bertoua and Abong Mbang, in pictures.

Visit to "Fondation Marie France" orphanage (4 photos)

Dr. Fomunyoh donated food stuff and other basic necessities to orphans of "Fondation Marie France"


Dr. Fomunyoh presenting gifts to the orphans of "Fondation Marie France"

Dr. Fomunyoh greeting the orphans at "Fondation Marie France"

And finally, Dr. dined and danced with the orphans. The Rhumsiki choir thrilled the event with beautiful music

 Visit to "Fondation Nazareth" Orphange (3 photos)

Dr. Fomunyoh steps into "Fondation Nazareth" for his usual philantropic spree
Dr. Fomunyoh donated these items at the "Fondation Nazareth"
Dr. Fomunyoh showing some love to an orphan at "Fondation Nazareth"

Book donation at Lycee Bilingue de Bertuoa

 
Dr. Fomunyoh donates book to Lycee Bilingue de Bertoua

Dr. Fomunyoh in a family shot with students of Lycee Biligue de Bertoua

 Book donation at College Bilingue Teerenstra Bertoua



 
Dr. Fomunyoh with staff and students of College Bilingue Teerenstra  Bertoua

                             Book donation at Catholic University Bertoua 

Campus of Catholic University Bertoua. Dr. Fomunyoh communed with staff and students of this university

 Book donation at Lycee Bilingue d'Abong Mbang

Dr. Fomunyoh donating books to Lycee Bilingue d'Abong Mbang. Right- The Principal of Lycee d'Abong Mbang
Dr. Fomunyoh handing over some donated books to a student of Lycee d'Abong Mbang

Book donation at College Prive Catholique Jean II Abong Mbang

Dr. Fomunyoh at College Prive Catholique Jean II

At college Prive Catholique Jean II. Singing of the National Anthem

Dr. Fomunyoh in a family photograph with students of College Prive Catholique Jean II

 

Book launch (The Cameroon of Tomorrow. Dr. Christopher Fomunyoh: The Man in his Words) By Njouny Nelson at the Bertoua Linguistic Center. 

 
Dr. Fomunyoh during the book launch at the Bertoua Linguistic Center

Dr. Fomunyoh donating books to the Bertoua Linguistic Center. Right -- The Director of Bertoua Linguistic Center

Dr. Fomunyoh giving out "The Cameroon of Tomorrow" free of charge to everyone who attended the launch

Dr. Fomunyoh granting interview to the press immediately after the book launch
 

Mass at Paroisse Sainte Famille Cathedrale Bertoua 

Dr. Fomunyoh offered mass at the Paroisse Sainte Famille Cathedrale Bertoua

 



Meeting with Donga Mantung Community of Bertoua as Ta Nformi Cameroon

Ta Nformi Bertoua (right) receiving Ta Nformi Cameroon (Dr. Fomunyoh) in the Wimbum Hall in Bertoua
 All is well that ends well. And again, Dr. Fomunyoh gave me another reason to respect him. It was indeed a full package in Bertoua on the first week of November 2015 -- a week to remember.

Sunday, 25 October 2015

My Mbingo Travel & Treatment Experience -- Have you Ever Traveled to Mbingo?

A small "driver and four persons" transport cab. It carries 8 in total
Realities on the Bamenda Mbingo road
From Bamenda to Mbingo is a 45 minutes drive. It is the doorway to Boyo Division; one of the seven divisions that make up the North West Region of Cameroon. Though the road is tarred, the age of the tar has forced a few cracks, but hey, you can make it to Mbingo without any major bumpiness -- its manageably smooth. Mind you, you may spend additional minutes on the way because our men in uniform are there, always. There are at least five check points. The Police are there. The Gendarmes are also there. The officials of the Ministry of Transport are there as well. Road safety people too are present. The local council officials too are always answering present.


Are you going on a public transport? Then there are two places to pick a cab. You can pic a cab at the popular Mobile Nkwen fuel station which will cost you 1000frs to Mbingo. Or go down to the Mile 4 Nkwen "motor park" as it is popularly called, and it will cost you 800frs to Mbingo, from there. If you are thinking of going by the small "driver and 4 persons" vehicles, be sure to reach Mbingo with either a leg, back or waist pain because those vehicles carry 8 persons -- 4 behind and 4 in front (including driver) whether fat or slim. Don't forget your National ID card for nationals, passport or residence permit for foreigners. As for me, my leg was hurting after a bad fall that got my ankle twisted in both directions in a rain water gutter and so I had to pay for two seats in front so as to prevent further injury due to overload.

Its a smooth drive to Mbingo Baptist Hospital
 What makes Mbingo Special?
The Mbingo Baptist Hospital, period. The Mbingo Baptist Hospital is a household name when it comes to treating injuries, fractures, sprains. They are known for their excellent treatment of bone related injuries. Lest I forget, they have several other health departments that treat different diseases. Its a very big hospital and for the first time I saw more than 30 foreigners, white men and women, in hospital uniforms seemingly working in the hospital. Wao! That's a mix of specialists all in one place. I got from a side gist that some of the foreigners are employees, some are interns, some volunteers, and some are visiting specialists. That was great!

My leg treatment process
I had an injury that had been managed wrongly in the house for one week and I needed medical help. I missed my step in a rain water gutter and got my ankle twisted in both directions in a fast reflex motion. On reaching Mbingo Baptist hospital, I had to consult, do a scan (x-ray), and then treatment follows. X-ray revealed that it was a severe sprain that needed an ankle stirrup brace and a forearm crutch. 
Me wearing and Ankle Stirrup Brace and holding a Forearm Crutch

How to handle a sprain! 
  1. Do NOT massage with hot water -- please DON'T
  2. Best thing to do is to rub ice around the affected area for a while, or dip a towel in cold water and wrap around the affected area
  3. Visit a medical specialist if pain persists after the ice/cold water therapy
 
Do NOT massage with hot water!

Things to know before visiting Mbingo Baptist Hospital with a sprain 
  1. Mbingo is very cold, so please wear warm clothing 
  2. A small "driver and four persons" vehicle carries 8 persons in total. It is very uncomfortable.
  3. Be sure to be at the hospital premises as early as 7am or else you will have to go there for two days because of the x-ray procedure and the high population of patients (I went there for two days)
  4. Consultation is 1000frs
  5. X-ray is 5000frs
  6. An ankle stirrup brace like the one on my leg cost 20,000frs
  7. A forearm crutch cost 15,000frs, per crutch.
  8. Medication will vary from patient to patient depending on the nature of your injury and so amounts will differ
  9. Be sure to go with another person else you will have to walk to and fro [long] distances within the hospital premises to pay your bills before you are being attended at. 
  10. You will encounter patients with all kinds of injuries and health complications, so beware. That's life. 
Ankle stirrup brace 



























Sunday, 4 October 2015

Traveling is Education: Domestic Violence Survivor Cracks the Music World!

Music for the Soul by Micheline Ewang

I remember I have always said that Charlotte Dipanda's "Elle n'a pas vu" is my best music on earth, not until I listened to Micheline Ewang's "Dissongo." As at now, Micheline's Dissongo is the best music in my world, not because we come from the same ethnic group, but because she has done a good job. Trust me, this music is going to uplift your soul. Like all of us, Micheline has a life story that inspires her music and this is what makes her piece of art so soul touching. 

Her Domestic Violence Story

After surviving domestic violence for way too long, Cameroonian songstress, actress, story teller and humanitarian extraordinaire thought it was time to define herself and sing peace. The beautiful Oroko lady from Bombangi Batanga, in Ndian Division of Cameroon says traveling to America opened her eyes to positive realities.

"It is here that I had to put a cloth on that abusive behavior. It is here that I learned that it was wrong. It is here that I knew it was called domestic violence. It is still here in the USA that I learned to become the woman I was before, gain confidence in myself, went back to school and do what I love to do -- music. It is most definitely here that I learned to become the woman that I presently am," Micheline explains with a contagious smile on her face.

Her "Dissongo" Music Debut

Dissongo in a Oroko is a peaceful dance done by women only. If you watch women perform this dance you would agree with me that women are the most peaceful people on earth. The dance steps are mathematcial. It is no doubt that Micheline chose this title for her album.

In her debut "Dissongo" official, she is in a subtle yet serious way telling people that change is possible, for the better. She thinks no one is an island and so it is impossible to live alone "Osa fiti di rai gwe'iti" (hope I got the lyrics right here -- Hihi! Ah, this lady [Micheline Ewang] rocks in this music. I just can't get enough of it. I have been eating up my data since morning just listening to this.



Here is a direct link to the youtube video  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3AOyxt_5Mlw&app=desktop

Micheline is seeking a re-connection with herself through her artistic blend of traditional African and Western music.

"With the blend of African and Western music, I'm trying not only to reconcile me with myself, but also to exchange through art my culture and other cultures. I also want to reconnect to my roots," she says. 

Truth be told, I like love this music to the stars and back! I love this chic!!! Hope you love it too!!!





Wednesday, 30 September 2015

Traveling to Douala on a Container Clearing Mission? A Foot Disease Awaits You!


The shoes that left me spellbound: 2000frs CFA on rents!
Traveling 322km from Bamenda to Buea, by night, was no small distance for me. It has never been. Passing through the Bamenda - Babdjou stretch, an approximately one hour distance that now takes up to three hours because of the dilapidated nature of the road, was enough to break every active bone my body carried. Over 8 hours on the road, from 10:00pm to 6:30am the next day, there was very little left in my body as strength to carry me for the next busy day. If not for the fact that I have become a power-house traveler, I wouldn't be able to take to the road for another travel on the same day of my arrival in Buea, a travel that is normally charged with active responsibilities in the City of Douala. Buea to Douala is another nightmare; the traffic along the Bonaberi stretch can cause one to fly through the car window like a bird until one gets to her intended destination. That is if witchcraft was ice-cream. Hehehe!

I love Buea, so going to Douala for a crucial container issue would mean I have a stop over in Buea, take a bath, and head out back to Douala. This is for no other reason but for the fact that I LOVE BUEA. I had become too comfortable with the process already as it took me more than a month of back and forth already. Now where was I driving at? Please ask me! I was driving at something really embarrassing but yet unavoidable issue. The Ports shoes.

After having traveled all night for 8 hours, in a road that has lost smoothness, I needed nothing but a relaxed trip to Douala in a hired Carina E. I needed to have my legs aired in a heel-less open sandals that would guarantee a pain-free busy day as I move from one angle of the port to the other for the inspection of my 40feet container. Sad to say I was already late, as a police officer held the documents of my driver that he had to pay bribe for having but a 'certificate of loss' of his driver's license. After spending almost 45 minutes on the police check point, explaining and trying to prove a point, I had to take the biggest risk of my life, to abandon the driver on that spot and take to the steering with a newly acquired driver's license. That was my first time of taking the road on my own in a busy road and town like Douala. I made it, but I made it minutes late and the inspection section of the port is strict with time. If you have ever gone there, you will testify with me. Sometimes I put on the good face and obedient chap when I know I am wrong, and that day, the good face and obedient chap worked for me, I was allowed to enter.

Container was cut open: Inspection of the 40 feet container
But STOP! I had open sandals on, instead of covered shoes. You just can't enter the container section with open shoes, you've got to cover it up. This time, the good face and obedient chap trick didn't work.

"Hey madam, you see that pa standing there, you can rent a pair of shoes from him and get in fast," a port authority cautioned. "Don't look at the shoe quality, just put it on and come in before we lock the gate."

I rushed, and begged the man to quickly give me a pair of shoes on rent. "Deux mille franc ma cherie," the man said. "Yes," I responded. "Bring it out quickly," I ordered. When this man brought the shoes out, my jaws dropped. I looked at my precious feet, then I looked at the shoes, and then I looked at the man, and then I looked at the shoes again. "Put it on and come in faster madam, we are locking the gate," the ports authority shouted. Jesus, I couldn't believe it. Gently, regrettably, and angrily, I put the shoes on and handed a 2000frs note to the man and left. As I walked into the inspection sector of the ports, my heart pounded and all I had in mind was how fast I was going to get done with the inspection and get the disease-infested shoes off my feet. Man, I spent over 6 hours in the port with those shoes on.


The shoes that left me spellbound

It was a sad experience, but I wouldn't let my readers go through that experience, that is why I am bringing you this blog post. And thank God, its been over 7 months now and I have not seen any signs of a foot disease. Should I say my medicated soap and lotions are wonderful? Or should I just say God is wonderful. Don't be a victim like I was.

What to do on the day of 'visite' or inspection of your container at the Douala Port:

  1. Be at the Ports before 1:30pm
  2. Wear covered shoes to avoid renting the dirtiest shoes on earth (no sandals or sleepers allowed)
  3. Come along with a traffic jacket or you will buy one at 1500frs at the port
  4. Go along with your clearing agent, if you have one
  5. Be mindful of the Douala traffic and Police troubles, so leave your house like two hours early if you are coming in from another town
  6. Beware of contraband products like groundnut oil, whisky, wine etc inside your container. They may cause your serious problems with the custom inspectors
  7. Be sure not to leave the inspection ground with anything from the container for it might be seized from you as you are leaving the checking ground
  8. Let your PURSE be FAT. You are going to spend more than you expected at the inspection ground. Hold a few hundreds of thousands. 
  9. A car on hire from Buea to Bamenda, for example, will cost you 25,000frs CFA
  10. Rememer, it will take you at least two weeks to complete the container clearing process at the Douala Ports. To avoid a million dollar stress, get a clearing agent to help you.
  11. If you need contact of a clearing agent, contact me and I will link you to the best ones in the business.
And hey! You can drive down to "Down Beach Limbe" for the best roasted fish and beer after a busy Sunny Day in Douala. I did, almost everyday!