Comments on: Meanwhile, In East Africa… http://www.27months.com/2008/10/meanwhile-in-east-africa%e2%80%a6/ Cameroon from a technologist's point of view Sun, 13 Nov 2011 17:45:43 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: billz http://www.27months.com/2008/10/meanwhile-in-east-africa%e2%80%a6/comment-page-1/#comment-6793 billz Mon, 05 Jan 2009 13:49:43 +0000 http://www.27months.com/?p=261#comment-6793 Duncan, I just forwarded my last email from Colin to you. He wrote it on Oct. 25th of last year from Nakuru in West Kenya en route to Nairobi. The good news is flew over DCR to Goma and left the country before the violence worsened there. Let's hope he's taking it easy someplace in East Africa. I just dropped him an email. Duncan, I just forwarded my last email from Colin to you. He wrote it on Oct. 25th of last year from Nakuru in West Kenya en route to Nairobi. The good news is flew over DCR to Goma and left the country before the violence worsened there.

Let’s hope he’s taking it easy someplace in East Africa. I just dropped him an email.

]]> By: duncan johnston http://www.27months.com/2008/10/meanwhile-in-east-africa%e2%80%a6/comment-page-1/#comment-6766 duncan johnston Sun, 04 Jan 2009 06:25:06 +0000 http://www.27months.com/?p=261#comment-6766 Anyone heard from Colin? I hung out with him in Ghana for several weeks in Princes Town. Last email was the one containing the quote above. If so please contact me at duncanfiddle@yahoo.com here are some pics http://picasaweb.google.com/duncan3/ColinMacNeill# Anyone heard from Colin?
I hung out with him in Ghana for several weeks in Princes Town. Last email was the one containing the quote above. If so please contact me at
duncanfiddle@yahoo.com
here are some pics
http://picasaweb.google.com/duncan3/ColinMacNeill# ]]> By: BamendaBabe http://www.27months.com/2008/10/meanwhile-in-east-africa%e2%80%a6/comment-page-1/#comment-4287 BamendaBabe Thu, 09 Oct 2008 07:13:10 +0000 http://www.27months.com/?p=261#comment-4287 I finally got the chance to take a look at the interview you did with Colin. It was really great to read. Inspiring. I read it slowly and liked how it was broken into sections I could digest at my own pace. I also liked the video of him and his bike. This update sparked an interesting dicussion between me and my mom, on Monday afternoon, which went something like this. Me: What do you think about a bike ride across Africa? Mom: That is a very dumb idea. Why would anybody want to do that? And risk his life? Me: Oh, ok. I see where you are coming from. Colin is definitely worth more alive than dead. But what if it is something he feels he has to do, in his heart? Mom: Well, that's fine, but it is like those people who climb Mt Everest. Why do they do it? There are other things you can do to find yourself. Me: Yeah, true. And just think, could I as a woman do something like that, all alone, ride across Africa? Even though I'd really love to do something like that. Mom: No. You wouldn't get very far. Me: Yeah. Maybe I could take a bodyguard. Or I could just get a plane and fly low over Cameroon. I'd love that. Oh, I'd like to walk. Walking across Africa, that could be fun. But if I did do this, would it make me a hero? Mom: See that is what I was really thinking about. I don't know what makes a person a hero. I really don't. I mean, is John McCain a hero? Because he went through something very difficult, does that make him a hero? Me: Good question, Mother. If Colin rides across Africa and makes it home, is he a hero? He seems to not want to be seen as a hero. That is nice of him. This makes his journey very special. Right? Maybe? Well, maybe all the people he meets, they are the heroes. The little people, humble and not engaged in big cross-continent adventures, just doing what they have to do to survive, just getting up everyday and living life, like us. We are all heroes, in our own way. Mom: Yeah, I agree. (Phone rings, conversation interrupted. End of discussion.) I finally got the chance to take a look at the interview you did with Colin. It was really great to read. Inspiring. I read it slowly and liked how it was broken into sections I could digest at my own pace. I also liked the video of him and his bike.

This update sparked an interesting dicussion between me and my mom, on Monday afternoon, which went something like this.

Me: What do you think about a bike ride across Africa?
Mom: That is a very dumb idea. Why would anybody want to do that? And risk his life?
Me: Oh, ok. I see where you are coming from. Colin is definitely worth more alive than dead. But what if it is something he feels he has to do, in his heart?
Mom: Well, that’s fine, but it is like those people who climb Mt Everest. Why do they do it? There are other things you can do to find yourself.
Me: Yeah, true. And just think, could I as a woman do something like that, all alone, ride across Africa? Even though I’d really love to do something like that.
Mom: No. You wouldn’t get very far.
Me: Yeah. Maybe I could take a bodyguard. Or I could just get a plane and fly low over Cameroon. I’d love that. Oh, I’d like to walk. Walking across Africa, that could be fun. But if I did do this, would it make me a hero?
Mom: See that is what I was really thinking about. I don’t know what makes a person a hero. I really don’t. I mean, is John McCain a hero? Because he went through something very difficult, does that make him a hero?
Me: Good question, Mother. If Colin rides across Africa and makes it home, is he a hero? He seems to not want to be seen as a hero. That is nice of him. This makes his journey very special. Right? Maybe? Well, maybe all the people he meets, they are the heroes. The little people, humble and not engaged in big cross-continent adventures, just doing what they have to do to survive, just getting up everyday and living life, like us. We are all heroes, in our own way.
Mom: Yeah, I agree. (Phone rings, conversation interrupted. End of discussion.)

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