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
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
« Vers d’oreilles » were a common thing for her. Very common. What was less common was to have a song she didn’t know, lingering in the back of her head. It had been there for weeks, just a short 10, maybe 15 seconds of a mysterious women’s voice singing. There was an eeriness to it that…… Continue reading Weird earworm…
Cyranny's Cove 