This month we’re in Kilimahewa- Mwanza, Tanzania at the base of Lake Victoria.
But before you learn all about that…
LET ME BE REAL—
–about our journey to Tanzania
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Our journey to Mwanza began on Sunday night. We left the hostel at 7:30 pm to wait at the bus station for our 9:30 pm bus. It arrived around midnight and the bus didn’t pull away until 12:20. We drove no more than 2 kilometers, went to the bus station to get bus work done, drove back to where we started and left around 2:30 am. Before this ride began we had heard we would be there by 1:30 pm the next day. Which I was stoked for. By noon on Monday we heard we had 7 more hours. No bueno. It took a good 2 hours to get through customs at the border with all of us (exiting Kenya, entering Tanzania + getting visas). We hadn’t had a solid meal all day. We arrived on Monday night at 8:50pm . That our first bus story of Africa. Whoa.
The scenery on the drive was full of lush green hills. LUSH. There were huts near and far and homes of brick across the meadows and valleys. There were mountains with large rocks lying on them, much like pebbles on steroids caking them like freckles on my face. There were hundreds of zebras grazing the plains across the Serengeti. There we were sweating on a bus, the sunshine dancing upon our skin. This is Africa. The only thing that could have possibly made the experience any better was seeing Simba run across the road in front of us, considering this didn’t happen we sang songs from the Lion King instead.
Lake Victoria is LARGE. For miles + miles + miles along the side of the road we drove parallel to Lake Victoria; looking much like an ocean with hills in the background. IT. IS. BEAUTIFUL!
This month we’re doing home visits, leading bible studies, sharing with the church, and leading most of the events of the church.
7 of us girls are in a 10×12 ft room at the Pastors home. We’re paired with “Rooted Remnants of Restoration” this month for ministry. Kyle & I are with Jake & Madisson again, so its super neat seeing how much they’ve grown in a month being away from them. We have time for ATL “Ask The Lord” ministry as well, which means we pray about it and then go act on what we feel led to do.
My guitar has became one of my best friends. I spend a lot of time with my guitar and play around with songs that I’ve gathered since Nepal. This afternoon I was sitting out in the front yard and all the little African children came over to listen. Some of them shy as could be others want to be the first to stroke the guitar with their fingers. So I gathered them all up and taught them to dance along with the music.
We went to one of their worship sessions earlier today, aka Choir practice. It’s so interesting. They dance and sing. So I thought getting these sweet kids to dance and sing would be just as fun. So I sang songs, played my guitar at different speeds and watched them laugh and dance. How beautiful the children are! I got a little photo happy with the kids too.
It was hard leaving India. But I think we’re gonna like it here. 🙂
