Miles travelled: 700
Road hours: 26
Bullet proof vests issued with our new house: 3
Fuses blown: 2
Cows we saw: 2,000,000 (more or less)
Muslim men smoking a cancer stick: 1
The trip to Kaabong, our future home was a huge success. We met with several key people and learned cultural insights and some language. We learned the roads and ate the food. We got a feel for our new house, which is somehow very nice and still kind of primitive.
The kids did great. There were a couple of sketchy moments. When we went to the market we were mobbed. I really mean that in the most literal sense. Everyone around rushed to see the white children. Most of the outsiders who have been here do not have children. So the Karamajong were blown away by white kids. They were all yelling and trying to touch Victory and Ember’s skin and hair. Memphis cried a bit, then he just figured if he ran they would leave him alone. If you know anything about running, you know chubby little Memphis is not going to beat any East African in a foot race. We had to protect our kids and help them to know they were safe. Later Memphis started getting into it. He was in the car making faces at the kids and reaching out the window to shake their hands. By the time we had been there 5 days we went to visit the Ik people. Our friends the Schrocks are working with them. The kids had fun with the other children and felt more at ease. One of the Ik women said, “We can’t believe it, White people give birth, too!”
While we were in Kaabong we did a lot of planning and preparing for the future. I feel like the Lord has a lot for us to do here. I hope you will all join us on this journey.