Thursday, May 23, 2013

THE CITIES : BANGUI/BOSUM, CENTRAL AFRICAN REPUBLIC 5


     Thoughtful, we walked down to our meeting place with a taxi. Thinking about it now, I believe that the silence around us meant something. A man showed up from around the corner of the fence. He kept shouting something. Gabriel yelled: "Run!" From what? A bull followed the man!
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It was white and massive, at least six feet tall in the shoulders, the horns, jutting straight from its head. As if it already knew that we were there, the bull charged us. I was half my present weight then, but I never ran that fast! Another man showed up, with a whip. He hit the bull and returned it on its previous course. The whole thing took just about half a minute. We stood there, panting in relief, when the next bull showed up. We sprinted madly, not believing ourselves to be able to outrun the certain death behind us. Again, a man with a whip came to our rescue, but the third bull was already there. 
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     A small farm was nearby, and we dashed towards it, with a bull in hot pursuit. Like in the movies, our courageous taxi driver raced his car into the farm's yard. We jumped in. The bull tried to gore the taxi with his horns, but the car tore away. Pop-eyed and out of breath, we didn't know what to say to each other. Who would believe this wild story?                       
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