Another momentous trip into town!

First, this really isn't meant as whining so I hope it doesn't come across that way. I had a friend who said my blog reminded her of the randomness of life in Africa. It makes me realize how much we take little things for granted back home; but mainly, I hope it just shows the uncertainty of life here and why I learn such lessons about trusting in God alone here, especially as nothing else can be counted on!

As I mentioned in my last blog, I had really enjoyed my water aerobics class and hoped to go back on Saturday. Sarah had things to do in town, so she said she'd go in with me and I could drop her off in town. I made the ultimate sacrifice in getting up before 8 on a Saturday (!), and we were ready to leave shortly after that. We have to open a gate to get in and out of the compound, and it's usually a passenger's job to do that, so Sarah got out. When she got back in, she said, "Your front tire is as flat as a pancake!" Providentially, there were guys working in the garage on base on a Saturday morning, so I turned around and drove straight there.Tzaiko (have no idea if that's how you spell it, but it's close to phonetic!) was already wheeling out the little jack as he saw me coming. He changed my tire,;thankfully, I had a functioning spare, and several other guys told me where to go to get it patched. It was a service station on the way to town, so we called in there (which is how my New Zealand friends would say we stopped there!), and a couple of random-looking guys fixed it and put it back on my spare rack. Cost about $2!

Oh, almost forgot the battery issues! I put my car in thre base garage for a couple of days last week (more shocks and springs!), and when they were done, they apparently left a door open because my battery was dead when I went to pick up the car! They jumped it off and told me it should recharge. Unfortunately, I didn't drive it enough to recharge, so it just went dead again. Friday night one of the teachers, Celina, had an emergency and needed me to drive her, her sister-in-law, her housegirl, her son, and eventually her husband, to her mother-in-law's house about 45 minutes out of town. By the time we left it was getting dark, and sure, enough, my car wouldn't start. Before I left the base, we'd had to get jumped off twice! I had a couple of places to stop and decided to stop with all of them so I'd have Swahili-speaking help if I needed it! At both places I stopped, I left the car running, but the security alarm went off, my car knowing something was wrong! When we turned off the alarm, it also turned off the car, and it died! The second man who helped determined that it wasn't so much the battery as the terminal, so I showed Celina how to hold the terminal while I started the car, saying, "Celina, we are women, we can do this!" Finally got them all home to "Mama" in the dark and rain and made it safely back to EnGedi!

Back to Saturday morning! Where we had to go through the whole terminal-holding thing a couple more times! I told Sarah it was too late to go to water aerobics, so I'd drop her off anyway, then go to plan B, which was the Impala Hotel. I was meeting a friend for lunch, so I wanted to stay close. Had a great swim, then had to figure out how to get in the car since the door locks are attached to the battery-power system! I realized I could open my back hatch, crawl through and unlock the driver's door from the inside, pop the hood, then look for someone to hold the terminal while I started the car! That accomplished, I went to lunch.

Carly, who I was having lunch with, invited me to a movie they were taking some kids to that afternoon, and after a haircut at Aly's (more terminal-holding, etc) I joined them. Eventually made it home after a full day! One night later this week Don came over (Aussie handy man living here), and I got him to replace the terminal clasp. So, now my car starts every time! Moral of the story: you can not take anything for granted!

What's new this week

Mouse found in kitchen cabinets!

Caught in trap 2 days later! (Sure looked smaller in the trap. Hope it was the same one!!)

A couple of students came back to school and had to take their make-up exams. I still have to grade those, but exams are finally finished!

Saw another couple of student teachers who are back to teach here at Joshua Primary School for their block teaching practice. That was fun. It's been lonely here without them!

Went to water aerobics Wednesday morning. Brrrr! Class was supposed to start at 8:30 (a.m.), but the instructor was running late, and it started at 9. I, however, was in the water at 8:30, so I got an hour and a half of exercise. Boy, did my calves let me know yesterday morning. Was so good to have an actual class, though, as opposed to me dong my own thing at a local hotel pool. I like that, but I really like class, too. I'm going to go again tomorrow morning, hopefully.

We have 1 more week here at En Gedi before we start heading out to schools, so I'm trying to make the most of it - getting caught up on laundry, sleeping in my own bed, fixing my own meals, etc. My first trip will be to Kondoa, a 98% Muslim village, and prayer calls begin at 5. Since there's a mosque every couple of yards, there's no way to miss that! We'll stay at a guest house and eat all our meals "out," so I won't be able to determine much of what I eat. Variety will be limited. However, I am so excited to be getting back in schools and seeing our teachers and past teachers I taught when I was here before. Sarah and I will be there for a week, going there and back on a bus, about 6-8 hours each way! Better than taking my car, however!

The newest picture is of me in my Barack Obama kanga robe. I keep forgetting his picture is on the back, and it surprised Linda when I would walk by her. She took the picture on my balcony one morning after our morning tea together. I like the front better which is maps of Africa!

If you get invited to a Tanzanian wedding; things you need to know!

First, realize the time on the invitation is in no way related to the time the wedding will start! Sarah and I went to a wedding yesterday of one of my former student-teachers and the current head teacher of the primary school here on base at En Gedi. When we went to Magreth's wedding in November, it was an hour and a half later starting than the invitation said, so yesterday, we were in no hurry to arrive, getting there an hour and a half late. This time, the wedding was in full swing, the church was completely packed, and we stood outside for the remaining hour and a half!

Which brings me to my second point: this is an all day and, if you go to the reception, an all night event! The wedding may have started at 12, and we left the reception shortly after 8, and we weren't the last people to leave!

Thirdly, make sure you know where the church is! There were no directions on the invitation, just the name of the church. I asked at my church and got what I thought were fairly good directions, but after driving till the road we were on became little more than a track, we decided to call someone to find out. One of the parents of Sarah's student, Noel, lives in the area, so she caled him and he graciously gave us directons and met us to get us started on the right way. That's part of the reason we were late!

Fourthly, if you are the only 2 white people there, expect to be noticed, even if there are hundreds of other people! Needless to say, it's hard to blend in with the crowd! People here don't think staring is rude, so we smiled a lot, played with children, and had to get over the idea of not being seen!

Lastly, expect to be bored a lot (with hours in Swahili!), but also expect to have fun! I saw so many ex-students from when I was at Joshua before, several current students, so enjoyed seeing all the pretty, colorful clothes, was in a great outdoor garden setting as the sun set, finally ate a really good meal, and just smiled so much my cheeks hurt!

Sadly, forgot to take my camera when I changed purses, but I may get some pictures from Sarah.

Wonderful Christmas vacation!

It's been such a great 2 weeks - no time to blog! I have taken Linda to most of my favorite places; a couple of restaurants have been closed, so we had to miss those, but we've covered quite a few others! Lodges, swimming (for me!), eating out, eating at home (eatng played a big part in our time!), the Cultural Heritage Center, shopping, movies on DVD, a couple of different churches, including the one in Swahili Christmas Eve! Our favorite thing was a trip to Karanse, where teacher Upendo had us to lunch. So special and a great time with her family. We also visited with Godfrey's family and Moses's family. They couldn't say enough great things about Linda comng all that way during Christmas. Reminded them of the Wise Men and their visit to Bethlehem!

We spent the first week at my friend Jenny's dog-sitting for Stupidhead, I mean Simba! She's 3 and 1/2 months old and just wild! We kept her outside as much as possible! Got up before 6 every morning to let her out and dozed after that as long as she'd let me, which was usually before 8. Snce it was my vacation, that was a bit of a drag, but I've made up for it this week, back at my house.

Really nice time on Christmas day, mostly with the Joshua Team, the few of us left here, and talking with family and friends that night via skype and phone. A few more family members this week, so that's been good, too.

Linda and her suitcase and 1/2 for me made it here fine, so that was a big part of my Christmas! I also sent things back with her that I won't be needing till I go home because I'm trying to figure out how to get everything back at this point.

Holidays end next week, then it's back to work. Hope I can remember how after all this time off!

Just another typical drive into town

Yesterday Shelley, Sarah, and I headed in to Arusha to the Impala Hotel for a swim, since it's our vacation. As we neared town, we saw what looked like soldiers directing some cars off to the side of the road. Usually it's police, checking licenses and various stickers and documents hoping for a fine (otherwise known as chai money, or money for food and drinks for them!). This looked more official, and praying for invisibility wasn't working (my usual strategy), so Shelley started getting my papers out of the glove compartment, and I pulled over. Turned out to be a fire inspection. We are supposed to drive around with a fire extinguisher, and road triangle sgns in case of a break down. I had both of those, so Sarah handed him my extinguisher. He immediately said, "No, this is not the right kind. And you do not have a fire sticker on your windscreen." Amazingly, we could buy those from him for the low, low price of 60,000 Tshillings (about $40). I was pretty willing to do that just to save the hassle, but Sarah and Shelley started telling him we were part of an organization and our organization would have to sort that out. He told me my other option was to park my car and leave it! At that point I was really ready to pay up, but I'd already told him I didn't have the money. He asked did I want an askari (armed security guard) to go into town and get money with me. I said yes, because I thought he was bluffing. Sure enough, a very armed man walked over, but I don't think he was any more excited about getting in the car with 3 white women than we were about having an armed stranger in the car with us! More conversation, more looking at my papers, then they asked for the head of Joshua's phone number so they could call and verify our story. Everyone with any power is gone at the moment, so Josh Moose has proclaimed himself President of Joshua, as there's really no one else. We had called him to check out this story, and he said the guy was full of it, and it should no way cost that much, and not to give him the money.The fire inspectors eventually admitted that we have till Jan.1 to get these things, and since our organizaton was aware of it, they would have to let us go on our way. They did, however, call Josh (who they called Mr. Joshua, thinking it was his organization!), and he, of course, said he would handle it! This close to Christmas everyone is suspicious of extra "inspectons," as we don't really know where the money is going (or we do and don't want to contribute to their personal Christmas Club!).

You just never know!

Christmas Holidays Begin!

Yesterday I finished grading exams: 3 exams for 16 students, each including 2-4 essays on Civics, Social Studies, and Christian Education - whew! My holidays have officially begun!

I have no big exciting plans for the next week, but the small plans include the mentors going out for a celebratory dinner, getting a haircut, going to the pool (at a hotel in town), going to movie night at my church (they're showing It's a Wonderful Lfe, my all-time favorite Christmas movie!), having a meeting at Imara one day next week - I know that doesn't sound lke a "Christmas holiday" plan, but I love visiting friends at Imara and will probably go out to lunch since I'm in town, anyway! I also hope there's some sleeping late in the plans for next week, especially as some of my louder housemates will be gone to Zanzibar all week!

Sometime next week, I will also clean out the guest bedroom for Linda, do laundry, do some baking and make some plans for the visit with Linda - my REAL Christmas holiday!

Another orphanage visit

Not Cradle of Love this time but the children's home my friend Jenny is involved with. A TZ couple she knows from Imara, Esther and Lyimo, are pastors of an Arusha church and over the years have found themselves adoptive parents to about 12 children, and counting. Not all of them are orphans; some have a parent who is HIV postive and can no longer care for them, or a parent has died and the remaining parent can't cope; there are many scenarios. Jenny has been spending more and more time with these children and even sponsors one of the teenagers and keeps her on school holidays. Needless to say, this arrangement has maxed out their space at their own home, and they had opened a children's home nearby with a "mama" there to care for them. But, some months ago, they decided to relocate to some family land a couple of hours away and build a home specifically for the children, and for more, as they come. They have been in talks with Jenny to join them as an administrator, so she's leaving Imara in February and moving to Marangu. I spent last weekend with her, and we went to Marangu for the day with Esther and Lyimo, so I got to spend time with the children. I had met some of them a couple of summers ago, but neither they nor I remembered much of that. I held little Precious (about 6 months old, maybe) for a while, then little Junior (about 4) until he fell asleep in my arms waiting for lunch to be ready. Hassan and Witness played games on my cell phone, constantly handing it to me to restart, we sang songs, watched the older children play, then we got to go to the building site to see the progress on the home, due to open in February.

A wonderful facility! A big great room and dining room combo, large kitchen and pantries, 4 bedrooms for 6 children each, a couple of guest rooms for volunteers, a study room, 2 bathrooms, and a garden already planted. Also with lots of room outside for the children to play - something they don't have much of now.

After that, we went to check out Jenny's house. A great place she found to rent with lots of bedrooms and bathrooms, and, a little strangely, 2 dining room areas (?), and a secluded garden and small lawn. She, of course, invites everyone she knows to come spend time there with her! I plan on doing that at least once!

People here have long amazed me wth their vision. Esther is trained as a nurse practitioner, works in the HIV-Aids minstry at Imara, but finds herself opening a children's home! Jenny, who is an administrator, both back home in Australia and here in TZ, has felt called to help them pioneer this new ministry - doing web sites, brochures, hosting volunteer teams, etc. I think that's something I've learned about the mission field that I keep re-learning: there are so many ways for God to use you, and we get so tunnel-visioned that we only see the one way we did it at home, if we even did it there. There are so many needs here that you never even come into contact with back home, and if you're open to being used, it will amaze you to see where God takes you!