The dusty haze is from the Harmattan, a dry dusty wind that
blows down from the Sahara Desert between the end of
November and the middle of March.
Then the rainy season starts.
So here we are, almost at the end of our first week. What an experience!
Loel is swamped with trying to learn all these data bases before the Malmroses
leave and I'm trying to learn how to be a nurse before they leave. Living in our cute
little one room apt is fine - small, but comfortable. The cafeteria has been supplying
all our meals and the food is pretty good. We love the missionaries - there are only
a few Americans; all the rest are Africans. I can't understand the French speakers
and have a hard time understanding the English speakers because of their strong
accents. They love to expound on Gospel principles and they love to sing -
REALLY loud and with all kinds of descants they throw in. The Brubakers
are great to be with here - always up for an adventure. As we've walked or
had someone drive us into town, it's quite the culture shock - brown, poor, dirty,
unfinished buildings everywhere, wild traffic, lots of vendors selling things
in booths, etc. We're told to wash all fresh produce, eggs, and even cans before
we open them in a clorox rinse. Only bottled or filtered water. We don't go out
much after dark at all (6:00 am sunrise, 6:00 pm sunset) as the bad mosquitos
come out at night and the driving isn't safe at night. I can't believe I'm
living in Africa.
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That was lots of fun to see the pictures!! Hey were those missionaries really making those faces when they got immunized? That was so funny.
ReplyDeleteAmazing. Can't wait to show the kids this blog, and to follow you guys through your journey!
ReplyDeleteSo fun to see the pictures! Those immunization ones were the best.
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