Here in Cameroon, you get the impression that only a fool could go hungry. You do not even have to exert yourself excessively to access this abundance. There's always someone there to do it for you, at a very reasonable price. At regular intervals along the side of the highway, people are displaying their wares. Nearer the coast, where the wide rivers start to churn into the ocean, boys dangle fat, gaping carp from sticks to attract passing motorists.
Monkeys are popular.
So are snakes and armadillos. TALK BACK Have your say Click here. The taste for bush meat is not confined to the bush. In town, there is always a healthy demand for the delicacies of the forest. But how the bush meat gets to the point of sale in the cities, enveloped as they are in a veneer of sophistication that seeks to blot out the primal past, is sometimes a curious affair - as I discovered when I came across the old man with the python on the streets of downtown Yaounde.