Yep, that’s right—a goat-head. Who knew we’d have the option of eating a goat’s head for dinner the other night? Dave was assigned a class project to take part in a “cross-cultural” experience and thus we found ourselves experiencing a little bit of Africa the other night. We went to an African restaurant and it smelled like Africa, a Cameroonian woman waited on us, there were pictures of President Obama everywhere (like Africa!), and we were served African food. For those of you who are wondering, we opted not to eat the goat head but got fish and rice instead.
It was fun and although our waitresses spoke English and we were given straws and forks, it was exciting to be reminded that we are actually moving to Africa.