Fieldwork in Uganda, Budongo Forest (2011)

Fieldwork in Uganda, Budongo Forest (2011)

Sunday, 20 April 2014

Welcome to Sweet Salone!

So, this is going to be my home for the next 12 months! Arriving in James Bond-style by speedboat, with an amazing sunset in the back makes me feel very welcome in this small unknown country.

When you think of Sierra Leone you think of a country somewhere hidden in Africa that was terrorized by a horrific war for almost a decade (and of Leonardo Dicaprio in Blood Diamond). But I see a whole different sight of Sierra Leone now: people are very welcoming, friendly, have a great sense of humour, party until the morning comes, dance in front of mirrors, drink ‘Star’ beer (which I as a good Belgian refuse to call ‘beer’) and the children shout ‘hellow hellow Puwni, I love you!’.

MSF started working here to provide medical care for refugees during the war. When the war ended it was decided to continue providing free health care for children and pregnant women and a hospital was built on the spot where there used to be a refugee camp. Plans are made to move the hospital more closely to the city center to make it more accessible.

It almost feels like I have a normal life now: getting up at 6am to go jogging, walking over to the office at 8am, meeting the team in the hospital at 11am, lunch at 1pm, analysing hospital data and getting intrigued by interesting epidemiological cases in the afternoon and going for a drink after work in the ‘under the palm tree’ bar.

Let’s not mention the fact that the heat is killing me and that it feels like I inhaled half of the Sahara which makes me cough like I have been smoking since I was 5…


It is hard to believe that not so long ago Freetown was under attack by an operation ‘no living thing’ and the sand on the now beautiful beaches was coloured blood red for days. Keep in mind that people forgive, but not easily forget.

On the road from Freetown to Bo, Sierra Leone

Tuesday, 1 April 2014

Last Night in Belgium

Tomorrow by this time I will get out of that aeroplane and embrace the steady ground of Sierra Leone under my feet. The days before leaving for 12 months to go work as an epidemiologist for Médecins Sans Frontières have been wonderful and painful at the same time. Cycling my last 20 km back home after drinks last night, watching the stars (without crashing into traffic signs this time), I reminisced about the exciting things that are going to happen and that have happened so far.

Having lousy friends would make leaving a lot easier...now I feel lost having to go, knowing that this time a lot of things will change in everyone's' life. Being in our late 20's - early 30's asks for a certain evaluation of how life has been and how you will fill up the next decade. But where the hell is the right answer?

I sometimes hear people saying 'it's so courageous of you, going to Africa and work for this wonderful organization, I would never be able to do that!' Than I always smile and think, you have no idea how courageous your are yourself, I probably would never be able to do what you do either. Mutual respect creates a nice atmosphere.

In conclusion: I am nervous, scared, worried, but excited and curious at the same time. Lets get over this fear of flying (or take that Xanax) and fight that Ebola! I have the most wonderful friends and family in de world, it was great hanging around with them again for the last 6 months and I just want everyone to be safe, healthy and content. Finding your way is never easy, but you are all doing a great job, keep that in mind.

Last Night in our Roaring 20's - Farewell Belgium

Tuesday, 11 March 2014

Like the legend of the phoenix

As an adrenaline junkie and a woman with high variety seeking behaviour (that's what the personality test said), my new professional perspective seem to meet up to my never ending search for 'that job'.

Ten days of training on personal communication, life in a mission, prioritize in emergency situations, refugee camps and how to deal with cholera outbreaks gives me a certain feeling of excitement and a weird species of butterflies in my stomach.

Off course it is not all as romantic as it sounds. Good thing I lost that idea working in conservation projects for a while...

Meeting new people who share this passion for a certain life style make me feel more 'sane'. On the other hand I need my friends and family at home to keep me with both feet on the ground. To stop me from jumping on the next flight to see 'that guy' (Judas's call) and to protect me from expecting to much from life and people. It's true, despite all the misery, war, destruction of the environment, bush meat trade, killing of innocent people,...it is important to remain a romantic soul, to cherish those weird butterflies and to jump on that next flight anyway....because we all need to go on that second mission!

[dancing in Denmark]

Friday, 14 February 2014

If you want to improve, be content to be thought foolish and stupid [Epictetus]

Valentines’ week: 

cheesy movies on TV and bakeries throwing free donuts at your head so you can surprise your love with a huge sugarbomb in the morning (who said the food-sex strategy was only for chimpanzees and bonobos?).

To get in a romantic mood I started the week with watching Nymphomaniac part 2. It becomes painfully clear that you can be as free as you want until love comes into play,…wonderful, thinking about all these beautiful dark twisted fantasies (yes, I do like Kanye West) that we as decent human beings do not dare talk about. So thank you Lars von Trier!

To snap out of it, I finished the week with 'Serendipity', explained as 'fortuitous happenstance' by etymologists. Interesting how Jonathan and Sara want to control their beautiful clear sane fantasy on meeting again years after they first met. 

How can you not love this day?

[Antwerp city, view from the MAS]

Monday, 3 February 2014

What's next?

Spending time travelling and working in projects around the world during the last couple of years I realise I have a backpack full of crazy stories and beautiful pictures which are often put in a corner when coming back. 

I don't want to bother everyone with my stories, nor organise evenings showing all my holiday and chimpanzee pictures. However, last week I had the opportunity to talk about my work as a researcher in primatology to a class of enthusiastic children. It was amazing seeing their eyes lighting up when I talked about all the endangered species in the forests of Cameroon, Uganda and DRC. They reminded me of myself, when my father took me to see Jane Goodall and how it completely changed my life. A girl asked me how a simple Belgian girl got the chance to work in such extraordinary circumstances...good question!

I guess anything is possible if only you want it enough...

[Pan troglodytes schweinfurthii, sitting in a tree in the Budongo Forest, Uganda]