The scenic northern Cameroon seemed similar, but culturally different. In Maroua, one of the northernmost towns of Cameroon, was sold alcohol despite prevailing Islam and scarves were a rarity. The map on the big river was recorded completely dry. In addition, we meet very soon jumped the tourist expression of Cameroon, because in contrast to Nigeria, Cameroon, with its political stability is a holiday destination. We saw many white people and even families who made this holiday. In a quite cheap hotel we stayed two nights in Maroua, Cameroon, from where we crossed the south. Next we traveled by bus to N'Gaoundéré from where we took a train to the capital Yaounde. We hoped, in the evening arrived in N'Gaoundéré to get a ticket immediately, but tickets will be sold tomorrow. A procedure that we had to do to the next morning. It was a scramble and shoving, I have seen it in adults, not so. Since we do not raise the money for the first class sleeping car and wanted, we had to crowd into to us to get hold of two tickets. To the exit we were able to look at the city, which was unusually cold in the morning, so I have a little froze what an indescribable feeling is here in West Africa. We enjoyed the consumer goods that do not exist in Nigeria tested, from our French and made our first experience with a bakery, which is also in Nigeria, where we admired French bread, croissants and other goodies and have eaten enough. The train journey overnight took a long time. It was very tight and you could sleep best on the floor under the seats, which I then chose, as I took my seat on no sleep. Yaoundé impressed us, it seemed much of Western, peaceful and green, as Lagos. In Lagos, there are even huge shopping malls, western skyscrapers and residences for the rich, but here things are much more distributed, more integrated into the city and not so isolated in Lagos. We also do not have these huge "Housing Estates" - walled, guarded Noble District - discovered. We made acquaintance with an American who teaches at the American school and offered us accommodation in his apartment. He also gave us the tip, and later to go after an anxious and showed us some corners of Yaoundé. There we also went to the Goethe-Institut and later made the acquaintance of the DED (German Development Service) which also covers the Weltwärts program. We got a few phone numbers of other volunteers in Cameroon, which we visited during our trip. After Yaoundé we went to Bang in the English East, where we known Tom, the Americans arrived, that showed us a waterfall and two volcanic lakes, where we could swim. The lakes were quite impressive. After two days we went on to Buea, the former colonial capital of the Germans, to the foot of Mount Cameroon, with 4095m the highest mountain in West and Central Africa. We met volunteers who are prepared for the planned ascent. The next day we booked the expensive rise to international recognition of Mt Cameroon Ecotourism Organization and began at noon, after we had bought food and rain jackets. Through the mountain rain forest, the trail went up, but we were surprised by a heavy rain, soaking all of our things and forced us in the first hut to stay. There we froze mad and warmed us and dried (or smoked) our clothes at a fire in the hut. We had to stay there and had to reach by the time lost no chance of the summit in a day and wander back down. to rent one more day, the guides and the support we could not afford, so we hiked the next day only to the tree line to the subsequent mountain savannah to see. From there we got back from frustrated. The next and last town in Cameroon, which we visited was Limbe where we could enjoy the last time the consumer in a bakery, visited the botanical garden and beach bathing. The beach is of black volcanic sand, because the two mountains, Mt Cameroon and Mt Etinde as the island of Equatorial Guinea on the coast of Cameroon by volcanic activities have emerged.
From Limbe, we took a small, fairly demolished overnight ferry to Calabar in Nigeria, from where we returned by bus to Lagos.
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