A Cameroonian Easter

I have to admit, I had low expectations for Easter here, no cadbury eggs AND church service at 5:30 AM -- the situation looked dire. But, I totally lucked out, not only did the family skip church service because they were afraid of traveling in the dark (though, don't for a second think my family isn't religious, my Mom attended two church services on Good Friday) but instead I spent the day cooking and partying at baptism reception for Anna's host siblings. In the morning, after exploring Mendong and even making it to the outskirts of Yaounde, I helped my host Mom make 100(!) meat pies. Afterwards, I went to Anna's where I think I morally offended her host Dad when I said that one beer was more than enough for me. Bon Fete.