After her email from Brussel's Belgium, about 'bathrooms', Shannon had a 7 hour flight to Cameroon, Africa. She was so exhausted and has only now sent an update. Nothing about bathrooms at this time, but she writes:
"It was a hot four hour drive from Yaounde (located in the mountains) to the coastal city of Limbe. We have a lovely hotel room along the beach and we will be staying here when we are not in the jungle working. The "paved" road between the two cities allowed George to get us here fairly rapidly; he is an excellent driver. The roads in Duala (an industrial interior city) gave a new meaning to the word "pothole" and although cameroonians do use their blinkers and horns profusely, other driving rules are ignored. These include: no passing when there is oncoming traffic, use only your lane, do not drive on the sidewalk, yield to vehicles already in the lane (and pedestrians for that matter) and stop at stop signs. Along the way, we purchased watermelons and pineapple from roadside vendors. There was also 3 monkeys, a small antelope, a porcupine and a type of civet cat for sale as well. We decided to pass on those items, but I would still like to get some mangoes, sugarcane and coconut later.
While Shannon is working in the jungle, she has a driver (I think the reasons are obvious as to why) and a 'shooter'. I asked when she first was telling me about this, was the shooter for the wild animals that may attack? No, they are for the bandits! I am still asking for prayer, please!
"He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say to the LORD, "My refuge and my fortress, My God, in whom I trust!" For it is He who delivers you from the snare of the trapper, and from the deadly pestilence. He will cover you with His pinions, and under His wings you may seek refuge; His faithfulness is a shield and bulwark. You will not be afraid of the terror by night, or of the arrow that flies by day; of the pestilence that stalks in darkness, or of the destruction that lays waste at noon. A thousand may fall at your side, and ten thousand at your right hand; but it shall not approach you."