Monday, August 31, 2009

Botswana




For the first time all trip, the 6:00 wake up alarm was welcome today, as we set out for adventure at Chobe National Park in Botswana. At the border, we had a standoff with another tour car that we met in the midst of a lineup of over 60 semi trucks, many of which have to wait up to a week to get across the border. It was like the old west... the trucks met on a single lane road, the drivers glaring at each other from across glazed windshields. Words were exchanged in a language indecipherable to me, engines were turned off, and agitated gestures flew. It was clear that we would not be reaching Botswana without an epic struggle. As time wore on, our driver gave in, put the truck in reverse, and pulled to the side of the road to let the other truck pass, but not before the other driver cried foul, "Did you come to Africa to start trouble." Resisting the temptation to actually start trouble, were were called to the wilds of Botswana to get on our way.

Inside the park, there was much less drama, though the scene was dramatic. We took a three hour boat ride on the Chobe River where we saw numerous hippos, birds that only Derek can identify, a herd of buffalo, as well as several other creatures that are frequently featured in Pixar movies. The afternoon drive was the highlight, however, as we came across a group of about 50 elephants at VERY close range as they drank from the river and washed themselves in mud. It was a sight that cannot be described, though our hundreds of pictures will try to do the job if you're patient enough to look at them. We'd try to post one, but our luck with internet speed has not been good, so I think we'll skip it for now.

Tomorrow is our last full day in Zambia, and we'll be doing a radio interview about disability issues and meeting Nama's brother, who is the special education inspector for the Ministry of Education office just to the west of Livingstone. If time permits, we'll also go out to a small village that makes crafts to do some final shopping.

We ate springbok stew and fried caterpillars today (with no barf involved!).

See you soon.

-MDK

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Hippo Day


Yesterday we took a sunset cruise on the mighty Zambezi River. Sr Nama declared it Hippo Day as we saw countless hippos, along with baby hippos, as we pontooned down the river. We were also fortunate to see many birds (including bee-eaters and kingfish), and also a crocodile. We heard an elephant trumpeting along the banks, but did not catch sight of the little feller. After the pontoon ride we sat around a campfire and had a lesson in drumming. I don't want to brag too much, but let's just say we got the beat. Ohhhh yeeeaaah.
Today we went to an early church service (oh blessed be) and then went off to finally take in the famous Mosi O Tunya aka Victoria Falls. As I cannot do them justice with an explanation, or even a photo, I'll just say they are indescribable. HUGE. HIGH. VERY HIGH. We also practised a little *corruption* and walked over the bridge into Zimbabwe. People were bungee-jumping off the bridge (I was convinced, to their sudden death). None of our group felt compelled to hurl themselves off the bridge; watching was quite enough (though Matt has done this activity in the past; he assured us once was enough).
Tomorrow we are heading into Botswana, to spend the day at Chobe National Park. We are looking forward to more animal sightings--we hope to see them before they see us.
-MDK

Saturday, August 29, 2009

photos




Here are a couple photos from our game drive yesterday. Unfortunately the elusive Nord was not available for viewing in any of these, though we do hope to catch a glimpse in the coming days.




Our meetings are wrapping up. We did our final formal training today, and the only work related item remaining on our list is an appearance on a radio show to be interviewed about disability issues, probably on Tuesday. Both Kristin and I have had radio gigs in the past, but this will be going out to a much larger audience... Livingstone and much of Southern Province.


We'll be in touch soon.

Friday, August 28, 2009

Animals!!!

Today was our first full day in Livingstone. We're staying at the Holy Cross Convent, which is a palace compared with the friarys. Hot water, consistent power, an internet signal that we can... um... borrow from the house next door, and a bathroom with no surprises are all included! It is very good to be back with Nama as well. Unfortnuately, Sister Agnes, who was planning to be with us for much of our time in Livingstone is out on bereavement as her fatehr passed away suddenly. She was kind enough to stay in town to greet us at Cheshire homes, and did a lot of work to get tomorrow's meeting set up, but we will not see her again this trip.

Because of some schedule changes along the way with our trip, we had a free day today, and used it to go to the game park on the outside of town. We saw a huge assortment of animals, including many giraffes, a pack of zebras, a couple elephants, some hippos, countless impalas, and a white rhino, which we watch from just about 15 yards away for quite some time, under the watchful eye of an AK-47 toting game warden, who is in charge of tracking the rhinos so that poachers don't shoot them. Will try to get some photos posted.

We have one more training session with a group of teachers and education administrators tomorrow, and will then spend the last couple days with some much needed R & R. We've made some plans to go to Chobe National Park in Botswana on Monday, and will go to the falls, probably on Sunday afternoon. The trip is beginning to wrap up, so we're looking forward to seeing many of you very soon.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Quick update

Not much new to report today. We survived the long drive back to Lusaka from the Copperbelt. We are staying the night here before moving to Livingstone tomorrow. I tried to upload some photos to prove we're alive, but internet sucks here so that's not going to happen today. Looking forward to some exciting experiences (and hopefully blog posts) from Livingstone, where we are heading tomorrow. If anyone knows how to get some beer in the friary, we would appreciate your suggestions.

Ode to nschima, on the eve of Livingstone trip

We eat you in the daytime, we eat you in the nighttime.
You nourish us, you earn your name, thy staple food.
Tonight we shall meet again.

Enough of that poetry--tomorrow we head to Livingstone for training and then some relaxation time. Are we only hours away from seeing an elephant? We are told the chances are 100%.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Mystery of the Giant Deuce

Something is most foul in the Ndola Friary…
After a long day of meetings on the Copperbelt, we returned to our cloister at the friary. Having worked all day, three weary travelers need a little… um… relief. Usually, of course, this poses no (serious) problems, until today. Enter the mystery of the giant deuce. Imagine a Chipotle burrito. Now imagine finding something of that length and girth that in the bathroom of your (“private”) room, when nobody you know left it there this morning. It floated and would not go down. As an uninvited guest, it arrived unannounced and would not leave. Enter a heroic traveler with a stick from the courtyard and a rubber glove, who ushered the deuce to its final resting place, sent to the hell from whence it came without last rites. Photographic evidence of this sordid event does exist, but is not for the faint of heart. We are in a friary. We are deeply disturbed.
We spent today in Kitwe at the Ministry of Education office where we had a good meeting, did a little shopping, before meeting a self advocate and returning to Ndola where the deuce made its appearance. It’s been an entirely different experience on the Copperbelt, partially since we’ve been at (lengthy!!) religious ceremonies most of the time and partially because our guide is not Zambian, despite what she may proclaim. Nama, set up today’s meeting at the spur of the moment, even though she wasn’t even here, otherwise we would have been cloistered all day.
If we are not converted before leaving here, it won’t be for lack of trying; Matt’s faith-based discussions (despite him trying his best to avoid them) have surely traveled through the community, and no doubt he is being feverishly prayed for. Kristin’s barren womb is a constant source of conversation, speculation, perhaps badgering? Derek is getting by on “I’m a Methodist.” It is actually kind of funny, and we are rolling with it (in news of redemption, before leaving Lusaka, Kristin did give her mealtime prayer).
We are off to join our gracious guests for a blessed meal; the friars have treated us and fed us well.
--MDK