I had a whole entry blown away. sigh. the internet here on zain sudan is very slow and lost my whole entry. Normally I can't post anything. I will post several entries when I get to Nairobi on the 24th. I'm at a cyber cafe right now, but Karen has priority :)
South Sudan is extremely hot now as the rains approach. the dust is still blowing and carboned bits of grass blow as people burn off their fields for planting. I drink what seems like continually. But through it all I enjoy the heat. I just imagine st louis and I get real comfy...
One of the exciting things about a new country is the kinds of food that they eat. Unfortunately, that doesn't mean one will always like them. Rice is good, here with greens and meat or groundnut soup and meat. But ogali should be forgotten about! OK, I do eat it but not much. It is cassava mushed up and resembles almost hard playdough. Just not my cup of tea.
Everyone here drinks tea (Lipton brand) with as much sugar as I do. I am drinking silver tea myself, as caffeine is one the things I am avoiding.
OK, I'm teaching now. My books couldn't come with me - we hadn't mentioned enough weight when scheduling with MAF, so I started talking about Luther's Small Catechism. It was quickly apparent that they were not familiar with it, although they had copies (the most recent LCMS one). So I have begun going through the 10 commandments and their meanings.
I arrived on the plane. Several stops on the puddle jumper but no real problems. Saw a set pf termite mounds on one airport with mushroom heads. Couldn't get out to look at them closely. Not sure if they chopped away leaving a hat or if that is what those termites do. First time I ever heard of such a thing.
Got up about 7, took a bath and then packed. Had a small breakfast. Talked with Pr May for a while and then his driver took me to the airport. No problems, although I paid for extra weight. Flew over the country side. enjoyed seeing all the different pieces of Kenya and then Lake Victoria. landed in Entebbe, Uganda.
We traveled by bus to the church location, then rode motorcycle taxi over to the church. The chairs are all the white plastic arm chairs we buy for the patio. Here they keep them in their houses and bring them up on Sunday - no hardwood pews! Again pr Atunga translated as I preached from Mark 1:43 ff on vocation. Pr Atunga is very good, although I threw him a couple of times. There are many words in English with no equivalent in Kiswahili.
Saturday we visited Pr Klovis' church. In the morning, we visited his school for disadvantaged children. He has about 200 who come on Saturday for extra academic help and nutritional meals. They have students from 1st grade through High School and are ready to send some to college. They are supported by an NGO athough money can be sent directly to him. I said I would tell people about it if he would supply the support information. We'll see.
We woke up with appointments with the registrar and the dean of research. So we took the matatu to the U, walked up the hill to the registrars office. It turned out we talked to the undergraduate registrar because the graduate registrar is sick. Then we hurried across the campus, did I mention that it is on a hill - I am getting my exercise, especially because I am carrying my back pack. Got to the Dean of Research's office and waited. She apologized when she got there, she had been working on taxes. Some things are universal!
We, myself and my leader, Pr Atunga, took a bus. Got up at 6 am (well I woke at 3 and didn't dare go back to sleep. No watch or clock!), took a taxi ride down town to get on the bus. Had a breakfast at an African breakfast cafe. Eggs and bread - wish I could drink tea, thats available everywhere, you can even get it black (without milk) although milk is the default.
I took a matatu, with Pr Samuel Atunga (my leader). We traveled for about 5 hours watching the rift valley come up, well really down. The edge is quite abrupt and you can see the mist/rain falling in the distance. The road side stands all line on the great view points, offering souvenirs and soda. Driving is a bit less willing to risk in all in passing - when a several hundred foot drop can penalize you. Trucks are good about cooperating with passers, but you can do only so much on curvy roads.