Reading the story, it is interesting that his woman’s father left them at age 12 suddenly. She goes to the sorbonne and has a typical 20 something “identity crisis” that can only happen to women( girls) who don’t have real responsibilities.
Suddenly she dashes off to Africa and then sees this warrior coming back from the hunt with a lion and is smitten....Wow...could a psychologist have fun interpreting this one.!
a comment on the British Blog of this story BY A WOMAN who had grown up in africa, highly doubted this whole story about the details...the “drama”..
My take? she will marry the guy, hang out a few months, there will be a “crisis”, she will come back to Europe, write a book , do the Talk circuit and share with all the French Libs how lovely the primitive African life is! HA HA HA.
Sounds like you’re describing a modern-day Stanley Ann Dunham.
He may be a better choice than an urban metrosexual.
Also, they don't live in 'mud huts':
"The huts take seven months to build by the women of the village. They are built of branches, twigs, grass, and cow dung and urine formed into a plaster and applied to a branch frame. When the mixure dries in the sun it is as strong a cement and does not smell. "
Despite my previous post, there IS something that smells about this account.
... Developing.