Pero

Today we spent time in this area called Pero. It took us 7 hours to get from Jalingo to Pero over some horrible roads (though I’ve been told they will be worse tomorrow). If a person were susceptible to car sickness, we would have been in trouble. Luckily, I was able to enjoy the beautiful, lush, green mountainous landscape while bouncing and swerving along. We met the kind people of the Pero district and were delighted to see some neat gardening again being used for medicinal purposes and a great training program with sewing machines being done at their Women’s Leadership Training Center. After a 6 month program, these women have purchased a sewing machine so that they are able to become self-sufficient by selling goods. As we went around this much more remote area referred to by everyone here as the bush, I began to think about how we from the US can’t imagine living in a hut without running water and certainly no electricity and they couldn’t fathom the life that we lead in the US. It’s quite mind boggling!