electricity or water?

Personally, under the circumstances I choose water.  With nine of us sharing the bathroom I'd rather be able to flush the toilet than see it, especially since there no outside hole as an option.  Actually it's not like Garoua, but it seems the water is shut off for a period each day, and we've yet to have a day without losing electricity.  We've learned to have buckets full of water just in case, and most of us have flashlights, or phones w/lights, so we manage just fine when the power is off.  There is a TV here which some of the 'boys' will watch whenever given the chance, so I'm sure they would choose electricity...
We have developed a routine for this town which seems to be working well for everyone.  We go out twice a day making contact with various people in various places.  Some were prearranged, some are follow ups, and many are new contacts we make each time we venture out.  We usually introduce ourselves, explain our mission, and introduce the gospel.  We usually try to set up follow up appointments with those who are interested.  Most welcome us, some eagerly, some hesitantly, but we are nearly always invited into homes or businesses, except where there is no room.  In those cases, we will stand or sit outside and share.  Often people will see us talking to others, become curious, then invite us to speak with them as well.  Being the only whites in town usually draws attention, as well, and it is something we can use to begin conversations that might not otherwise happen.  Such was the case this morning at a drinking establishment, (a couple of benches under a corrugated metal canopy where homemade 'wine' was being shared), where those gathered invited us to come and share.  We see all these encounters as divine appointments and have seen many changed lives because of them.  I also always enjoy the opportunities to experience a bit of the way many are living.
The town itself is different than Kye-ossi.  It feels less agressive, with people going about their business and getting on with their lives.  Of course we hear the shouting, the mosques, and various other loud sounds which are so much a part of life here.  And we are often solicited to buy something or ride a moto, but that comes with the territory.  It seems a local industry is wood working, and there are many furniture makers turning out pieces that, because of the wood being used, are very beautiful.  I can't believe there is enough demand here for the amount being produced, so most of it must be being transported and sold elsewhere.  It has also rained every day we've been here, sometimes heavily for several hours, so mud is a constant challenge.  It has gotten the better of us a few times on the steeper paths.  I'm amazed how easily people get around, mostly in flip flops or sandals of some sort.  Also how the motos navigate some of the 'roads' amazes me, and I don't plan to be on one in those areas.  As in Kye-ossi, we've been able to find a few treats sold on the street or shops that we will occasionally treat ourselves to.  There is also a nice bakery which has several good looking things for sale.  We took the team there the other night as it was Abel's birthday, and treated everyone to something.  Maybe we've lost some of our sweet tooth, but for the most part the treats were better looking than tasting.  We also still have bread every morning as part of our breakfast, but it is nowhere near as good as what we had in Kye-ossi.  I'm not sure I'll ever have have bread as enjoyable as that... Also, I had hoped to get my haircut at the Obama barbery while here, but since it burned down with two other businesses last night, I guess that won't happen.

Would you buy what these guys are selling?

That's a four or five foot lizard in her right hand.  Bush meat...

Most know, but our son, Bryan, arrived in Uganda last week for a work he is involved with there.  He also has a blog:  hugsfrombryan.blogspot.com  We encourage you to read that as well...