Random Sites in Douala

All these 50 gallon drums are loaded on a three wheeled motorcycle that is like a mini truck.  I think I count 25 of them.

Dozens of eggs being delivered to marked.  They are transported in the sun and then put on a shelf at the store without refrigeration.

These will be our hamburger tomorrow.  They drive them down the streets and they eat grass and weeds in the fields along the road.  With all the foliage, you would think they would be fat, but they are always really skinny.  The one is eating from a dumpster.  I’m not sure how he got on top of it.


People still carry all kinds of things on their heads and their children on  their backs.  Their balance is amazing.

Children getting water from the neighborhood well with a rope and a bucket.

This is one of the roads we drive on.  The main roads are paved, but the side roads are mostly dirt when you get out of the city.

People walk around with all kinds of things on their heads for sale.  They try to sell what they can, to get food for the day.  They do work very hard every day, although not very productive.

Two ladies carrying dinner on their heads.

A mototaxi with a large compressor tied on the back of it.  It’s amazing what they transport on the back of a motorcycle.

This is one of the favorite washing holes for the mototaxis.  We are always amazed that they spend a lot of time washing them just to turn around and drive on the muddy roads when they are finished.

This is one of the main means of transportation in the cities.  They pile 5 or 6 people to a row on benches without backs in a small van.  One guy rides in back and jumps off and collects money and adds new riders to the van.  They transport their good from the villages to the city on the top of the vans.  Our favorite is live goats tied on top.

Sometimes when it rains it really rains.  The roads turn into rivers.  This was taken from our truck as we drove down the main road from our apartment.

This is what we drive in a lot of the time.  The motorcycles obey no rules.  They weave in and out of traffic and even go the wrong way down the street. We think they are a lot like ants.  It’s especially crazy at night, because most of their lights have been broken out from crashing.

This is the airport in Douala from the outside.  We go there every few weeks to pick up missionaries that are transferring or the mission president or others that are coming to visit.

This is a typical neighborhood in Douala.

This is an outdoor furniture store where they make and sell wicker furniture.   Most of the shops are just out in the open.  They cover things with tarps when it rains.

Another typical home in Douala.  The lady is doing laundry and hanging it out to dry.

Goodbye to Pres. and Sister Jameson June 4, 2013

President and Sister Jameson came to Douala for their final visit on June 4th and 5th before their release on July 1st.  It was a very tender visit.  We had all grown to love them so much.  The Elders bought these Cameroon soccer shirts and had signed their names on them for the Jamesons to take home to remember them.

Sister Jameson had been having every missionary that had served with them, sign little squares of material during their entire mission.  She had sewn them into this quilt to take home with them.

The Elders got together and decided to all wear red ties as a sign of their love for the Jamesons.  Sister Jameson just happened to have on a red blouse.  It meant a lot to them.

These are our 8 missionaries who were serving in Douala at the time.  From the top, left to right:  Elders, Gelinas, Colindres, Morin, Graham, Garland, Andriamamonjy, Thibault, Zurcher, Us, and Pres. and Sister Jameson

For our last Zone Conference, Pres. and Sister Jameson took us all out for pizza after the conference.  It was fun to relax with them and hear more about them.  The Elders loved to ask them questions and they shared a lot of personal things about their lives and gave advice to the missionaries.


Sisters are not allowed to hug the Elders.  Sister Jameson made an exception since they were leaving and  this would be the last time she would see many of these young men in this life time.  Here she hugs Elder Colindres.

Pres. Jameson hugs Elder Thubault and Sister Jameson hugs Elder Garland.



President Jameson hugs Elder Zurcher for the last time.  Pres. and Sister Jameson had such a huge impact on the lives of the people here in Africa.  They served 11/2 years in Lumbumbashi as a couple and went home for a few months to prepare to come back as the mission president in Kinshasa for 2 more years. They sacrificed so much.   They were so dedicated, gave so much and were wonderful teachers.  We learned so much from them.  They appreciated what we did so much that we were honored to serve them and with them. We miss them a lot, and continue to stay in contact with them through email.  We have committed to visit them at their home in Arizona sometime after we get home.