Africa · Blogging · Me myself and I · Word of the day

Out of Africa… (4)

I always loved learning stuff. Ok, with the exception of a couple of complicated maths and physics classes I had to go through in college, back when I aimed to become an eye doctor. (I don’t remember where in time, I figured ophtamology was a cool thing, and why…) I didn’t become an eye doctor…… Continue reading Out of Africa… (4)

Africa · Blogging · Me myself and I · Thoughts

Out of Africa…  (2)

I am a woman. Shocking, I know. But as a woman, I long struggled with my image… I don’t mean to say that men don’t worry about how good they look, but unfortunately, I still believe to this day that a man can be attractive to women no matter what he looks like, if he…… Continue reading Out of Africa…  (2)

Blogging · Me myself and I · Thoughts · Word of the day

My 4th of July…

  Today, The Internets will get flooded with mentions about Independence Day. It is not a bad thing, and I think that our American friends can use the worldwide virtual hug! But July 4th has a totally different meaning to me and my family. Twenty four years ago, we were moving back to Canada, after…… Continue reading My 4th of July…

Africa · Kamsar · Me myself and I · Thoughts · Travel

Guinée…

I haven’t seen a new flag in a while… I like seeing new flags in my stats, especially on so-so days. Last time, I put my best games on to seduce Brazil, and not long later, the home of Rio’s Carnival showed up, and lit my day! Today I miss Guinea. Not New Guinea, nor…… Continue reading Guinée…

Africa · Blogging · Canada · Kamsar · Me myself and I · summer · Thoughts · Travel

Soaking in the early nineties…

I am building up a playlist for Tuesday’s party, do you have any ideas? My brother’s Messenger bubble head has just popped up on the screen… Tuesday, an old friend is throwing a summer party. A very special party gathering a whole bunch of people I haven’t seen in 20 years or so. As I…… Continue reading Soaking in the early nineties…

Africa · Kamsar · Me myself and I · Thoughts · Travel

Kamsar, random tales…The hen that wasn’t

  Kamsar existed because of and for the local bauxite processing plant, CBG. It was the home of the numerous expats picked throughout the world to work for CBG, and a few priviledged locals. Our lives revolved around the company, depending on it for all and anything… We didn’t have any live tv chanel, no…… Continue reading Kamsar, random tales…The hen that wasn’t

Africa · Just stories · Kamsar · Me myself and I · Thoughts · Travel

Kamsar, random tales… The black panther

In the early nineties, my father got hired to work in a bauxite mine plant, in Guinea. We moved to a small town, Kamsar, that was built by the company, CBG. Here are a few, randomly picked tales from my 5 years spent there. (Note the giant poodle pup just above the country’s name… It…… Continue reading Kamsar, random tales… The black panther