Apparently Halley is quite a hard name to pronounce for Africans, as well as some others. Anthony now goes by Tony. Lacey gave up last month and changed her name to Jane. They always think I say Helen, so I’m just going with for the rest of our time here.

I’ve been contemplating whether or not to post a blog today. I like to meet my self-imposed quota of one blog per week, but I have a high standard for my blogs. Because internet is so sketch, I haven’t been able to upload any pictures. This makes me very sad, and it’s delayed posting stories about the month. However, I have a feeling the internet situation won’t get better for quite some time, so I figured a short, photoless update was better than no update at all.

We’ve spent the last month in Mpeketoni. I’ll admit that I didn’t feel a strong connection here at the beginning of the month. It was so hard to leave Gulu, and I had really high expectations. Being sick didn’t help the situation, either. This small town started to grow on me. The people we partnered with were amazing. Bishop Maurice was like our father. The church was passionate about reaching people in the community, as well as encouraging us. Here are a couple of random crazy moments from the month.

First of all, I’d like to report that I scored a record deal. We got to play at crusades, as well as church fellowships. The church wanted to continue to learn the songs we sang, so we had a recording session. The next morning, we awoke at 6:00 a.m. to the blaring of our tape from the bishop’s house. Nick also recorded it through his Mac, so we all have our new “CD” in our iTunes. Make checks payable to Ninjargh Worship for your autographed copy.

We’ve talked about going on a safari while in Africa, but they are very expensive. The bishop arranged for our own make-shift safari, which basically just meant we would hop in the back of a truck and drive through the bush to find animals. We saw hippos, zebras, antelopes, warthogs, and monkeys. It was incredible. We ended the day by running into the ocean with all of our clothes on, right as the sun was setting. It couldn’t have been any better.

We’re currently in a city right outside of Mombasa. It’s been nice to relax for a few days. It’s beautiful here. We sleep on an open loft overlooking the ocean. We leave Sunday for Moshi, Tanzania. This will be our last month in Africa. After that comes the home stretch – three months in Asia. It’s surreal. Please pray for continued energy and motivation. Asanti, rafikis!