Camp fire night....

The last saturday in camp...

We were waiting to be woken up and to our surprise, no soldiers showed up.

This was my first and possibly last and only time eating camp food. I had oogi(pap) & akara(beans cake). I bought condiments(milk and sugar) and it all went down so well. While in line for the food, I saw the cows being shared for the camp fire food.

Not much went down at the campfire. Soldiers chased us in at 12am. They usually force us to stay out but this time around, it was different. Girls were sitting on boys, boys putting their heads between girl's thighs, soldiers went around splitting them up to avoid unwanted pregnancies I suppose.

People are really spending their alawi oooo. Blowing it on booze and girls. The power of bumbum.

Other pressing issues:

Girls sleep with layers of clothes. I'm talking, jeans, shorts on top, socks, a tank top, a sweater and then they cover themselves. Very unreal. I sleep almost naked, especially in the afternoon, it's just never a pleasant nap because I wake up sweating.

While I was away, one of the girls slept with her mouth opened, someone helped her close it. The day after, one slept with her eyes opened, the same person helped her close them. I have given the 'body parts closer' the "good Samaritan" award. And figuratively speaking, I was practically rolling on the dirty hostel floor while they got at each other about sleeping with something opened.

There's a girl in our room who is ALWAYS on her cellie. We have investigated and realized that most of the time, home girl ain't even really on the phone. She claims to be related to most popular people. Usually those who are involved with the radio and tv stations. I would have loved to tell one of her stories but if she read, she would know it's about her and I'm not trying to bust no one's bubbles really.

Tonight is the last night in camp(by the way, I have escaped morning devotion once again so after this, I am going back to sleep). I wonder what will go down because last night was obviously a tip of the iceberg. Girls and boys were at mammi from morning till night(literally). By nightfall, they were drunk, which resulted in lap dances, smooches and feel ups. My whole platoon was at that location drinking. Soldiers were in regular clothes chilling with babes who were sitting on their legs. They had their arms around them and were taking pictures with these girls. The camp DOCTORS sure know how to party. Their party at mammi was the loudest, rowdiest and explicit. Those docs drank, ate and danced. What happens if someone got sick?

Watch out for the next post... Camp love!!

First picture is of my only meal from the camp kitchen.

Second picture is of the meat being shared for each platoon

Third picture is of the camp fire which to my surprise was beautifully put together and burnt in a sensible way.

~kdamsel~