Jet lag and culture shock.

1.28.2012

Praise the Lord, I made it! Two things I’ve realized about myself...
  1. I absolutely LOVE traveling. Everything about it was an adventure.
  2.  I am absolutely exhausted.

With that being said, there is so much to share, so I’ll share as much as I can before I’m overcome with my Jetlag.

Overall, everything went very smoothly. The only delay was my flight to London, which normally wouldn’t have been a big deal deal, except for the fact that I was supposed to take a private tour 15 minutes after my scheduled arriving time.  Fortunately, even after arriving 2 hours late, John, my tour guide, and Charlie my driver, were still there waiting for me! . John was a young and charming law student, who made the afternoon seem like a stroll about London with a dear old friend, rather than a formal, educational tour. Charlie was an adorable old man with a heavy Spanish accent and only scared me a few times with his navigating about town. I learned so much about the history, architecture, art and the culture of London, and enjoyed it all immensely. I simply must go back someday. 

London is absolutely stunning.

The most cliche London tourist picture ever. 

After London, I flew into Dar es Salaam. We spent the day doing some sightseeing and shopping. We enjoyed a fabulous lunch right on the Indian ocean. I would say that the culture shock hit me the hardest in the city. The sights, smells, and sounds were all so foreign and the poverty was utterly overwhelming. What shocked me was how naturally they functioned in their circumstances, whereas for me, I felt awkward and ashamed of how tempted I  was to plug my nose and keep a distance from all the filth.

street vendor in Dar. 

The next day, we took a 14 hour bus ride from Dar to Mbeya. The buses were very nice, however, again the smell took some getting used to. At one point, we were completely stopped in traffic for over an hour because one of the tour buses had flipped off the road, killing several of the passengers. Hundreds of people got off all the buses and trucks that were stopped on the road to try and lift the bus off of people pinned down, but as we passed, they were still unsuccessful. It was a very sobering experience.

So devastating. 

All in all, I’ve come to really appreciate the little blessings through these days of traveling. I know so many of you were praying me through the last few days and I couldn’t have made it without you! I’ve been blown away by the response of prayer and encouragement from you, my darling reader! 

God bless and goodnight!
Love, em

Here We Go...

1.24.2012

Is it possible to have every emotion running through you and yet feel nothing? This is the only way I can describe what's going on with me. It's like that out of body experience you have when you're about to take that first step on stage before a big performance... You're thrilled yet terrified, and all the while it seems like you're watching yourself in third person going through the motions.

That's me. Right now.
And it's exhilarating.

All of my bags are packed (finally). Here's a few pic's of the process...
Eesh. So much stuff. Total mess. 

Smashing it all in! 

My passport and flight arrangements are all in order, I've said goodbyes to loved ones and cherished every little moment with them from the past few weeks, and now...

 it's time.

My flight leaves from Grand Rapids tomorrow at 5pm. From there I go to Chicago, to London (where I'll be taking an AMAZING tour, thanks to Aunt Di), to Dar Salaam. once I arrive in Dar, I'll meet up with Brook and we'll take the bus to Mbeya, and then on to Mumba, the place I'll be calling home for the next 7 months.

I covet your prayers for the next few days. I've never traveled alone like this, and for those of you who know me well, know that i'm very directionally challenged and not the most 'street-smart' person. However, I learn quickly and I know I can do this. (That last sentence was a little pep talk for myself...)

I'm heading into this new chapter with high spirits and I am clinging to the Lord's promise that He will be with me wherever I go! Africa, here I come!