A new week to look forward to.

I heard yesterday, the electric company that supplies the electricity in Ndu says the CBTS campus uses too much of the electricity. Their solution is to not supply electricity on Sundays and Wednesdays. The water pump is run by electricity too so that will be effected. I guess it's good to know so I can adjust my expectations. Shower for church on Saturday night and fill every available container of water to use for flushing toilets, washing hands, and all the other things you need water for.

We went to Emmanuel Baptist Church yesterday. This church is bigger and cleaner then the church we attended the week before. I was actually able to understand more of the sermon too. The bad part about going to a different church each week is that they all have you stand up and introduce yourself if you are new. There is no way you can get away without being noticed in an all black African church when there are 11 white people all in one pew. After the service we were invited into a room where they prayed over us and gave us what looked a little like our donuts from church but there was fish inside (surprise!).

It's a new week: I'm excited to get back to the library and help catalog books. My house isn't as chaotic as it was and it's feeling like home. My new cook, Irene will be coming this morning. Drew will be off to chapel and then on to work on pouring more steps. We have fresh roasted Cameroonian coffee to start the day... Life is good.

Coffee snobbery to a new level

Anyone who know my husband, knows that he loves to make yummy coffee drinks.  We own a little espresso/barista machine that he uses to steam his milk and makes shots of espresso for the most wonderful latte'.  Every morning throughout the year he makes me a coffee drink that far surpasses any coffee shop.  I'm pretty spoiled.

When we go camping or if we are at a hotel, away from his espresso machine, he will bring along our french press so that we do not have to go without great coffee.  He really gets a kick out of serving people by making coffee drinks for them and watching their faces when they discover how good it is.  It's early right now and I'm going without coffee until he gets up to make me one.  I just know that it's worth the wait.  I usually only have one coffee a day so it better be good.  He loves making me coffee, you could even say it is his "love language" to me.

In Cameroon, coffee is one of their main exports.  The books that I have read say that they grow coffee there but do not usually drink the coffee.  We were concerned about being able to find coffee in Ndu where we will be.  A friend who has been there mentioned that you can get it but we will need to roast our own beans!  The thought of this makes me giggle.  Drew is already so particular about making the perfect coffee, I know he will embrace roasting his own beans.  There will be no stopping him and he will no longer be satisfied with a normal cup of coffee again.