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"One sees great things from the valley, only small things from the peak." -G.K. Chesterton |
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hi Eric,i was very impressed by the messaeges.it was my first time of locking on to it. it really helped me in an assignment i was doing. |
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Welcome back, what an excellent adventure! I hope you find every blessing in your new job & not-so-new relationship - give my regards to Brenda.
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Eric,
I just missed my bus from Damascus to Amman because I could not stop reading your last post. Now I have to take a cab. I know you have not been working for the past couple of years because you were doing volunteer work in Cameroon but I think you should compensate me for the difference in fare.
What a great last posting. Your updates were very much the highlight of some of my days in Yemen and on the road. Thought provoking, inspiring and insightful. Appropriately, I bought you a choker in Iceland that has the ancient Norse symbol for insight on it.
I have said many times that it seems the less people have the more they give. How many times do you see poor Africans share their food or at least offer?
Have you seen the Bucket List? My favorite part of the movie is when Jack Nicholson’s character sums up his view on life and says, “You live, you die and the wheels on the bus go round and round.”
Thanks for all of the fascinating updates over the past 19 months and you are certainly a motivator for me to help someone somewhere.
See you in Toronto.
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 | Frankie
8/14/2009, Camp, Yemen |
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Eric,
For God's sake post some pictures and write something about Calgary.
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Eric: Thanks for the writing, glad to hear that you are safe. Very interesting facts. We were out camping in the West Kootneys. Talk to you soon now that you will be heading back to Canada. |
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White Man,
You poor misguided sonofa!!!!!. So you never heard of The Go Go's or The Runaways. I am glad I insulted you and your Icelandic roots.
Now in your motherland. You look Mediterranean compared to your compatriots.
Another great posting and I am glad that I steal from you. Safe travels I am sorry that I will not see you in Canada. Maybe Cameroon.
Stay thirsty my friend (that will be very funny when you get back to Canada). |
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| Frank MacDonald
7/4/2009, Hadramount, Yemen |
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Eric,
Another great story and insight in such a far away land that I know so little about. However, I did read that the President dismissed the PM. I have realized how lame my stories are so I copied and pasted your story into Word and did a find replace of everything that is unique to you and Cameroon and made this look like my story.
You can read it in my blog.
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| Frankie
6/25/2009, Camp, Yemen |
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The picture of you and the boys drinking mimbo at cry die is the best. That my brother is coolest boubou (or whatever they are called in Cameroon) that I have seen.
I hope you went shaking your skin in it.
As my buddy Potato in Zambia once told me. This is Africa Mon, be free.
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Hello Eric,
It is interesting reading some stories from home. I am from santa, you know! I know the former prison cell where you work-a small stone building to the back of the hospital, right?
Santa used to be a thriving community when the coffee trade was still a boom. With the fall in coffee prices, the cooperative that provided employment to lots of people closed in the late 1990s. the Coffee Estate had closed some years before and it was independent farmers that sustained the cooperative.
I hear the only major employer in Santa now is The Rock farm. Say hello to my brothers back there. and keep the stories coming.
Congratulations for being the first to blog from Santa. |
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Hey,
I really enjoyed your stories!
Miss you and can't wait to see you when you get home..... |
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Eric,
I miss you! When are you coming home? I love hearing about your adventures! We just got back from mexico and everyone was scared of me because they thought I was going to give them the swine flu.......... that's it for excitement though. |
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LOL Haha. Oops, that's suppose to be at the end. My favorite Philippino movie title translates to "You were mine first". Since I have no fear you will ever see this film released over 15 years ago, I'll tell you all about it!
This rich guy (they're always rich) gets married. A short time later while flying in his family's business helicopter to another island, something goes wrong and it crashes near a remote village. His first wife and family figure he's dead. Lo and behold, he's alive but has amnesia. Instead of trying to figure out who he is, he just builds a new life in the village. He eventually marries this artist and she gets pregnant. She goes into labour and being in the small village, he has to hop a bus to get to the next town to bring the doctor back. The bus crashes, he gets his old memories back but can't remember his new wife who was about to give birth to his child. He goes back home to wife number 1 and resumes his life. Years pass and wife number 1 unknowingly hires wife number 2, the now famous artist to paint a picture of her husband for his birthday. Wife 2 is floored to learn the subject she is to paint is her husband that she presumed died in the bus crash the day she gave birth to his son. Does she say anything, of course not. She keeps quiet. Well, wouldn't you know it - while posing for the picture over the course of like 2 weeks, he falls (back?) in love with wife 2 who he doesn't remember. Oh the drama. There's a big arguement when wife number 1 finds out he's been cheating and not just with anyone but with his other wife! The big emotional speech at the end: but "you were mine first". Sounds like a cross between Mexican soap operas and Nigerian movies...you should talk to your brother about producing block busters like this! LOL, ha ha. |
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