|One of our poda poda's|
We arrived around midnight Febuary 9th after 3 long flights, first from Texas to Washington, DC, then DC to London and from London to Freetown. The last two flights were the longest, about 7-8 hours each. Airports in Africa are nothing like airports anywhere else, arrival was a dirty, sweaty, smelly experience. After arriving we took a water taxi to the part of Freetown we were staying in. A “water taxi” is really a very old, small, barely motorized, minimally seaworthy vessel that somehow manages to pound through the waves and make it to the other side of the bay. It was a harrowing experience in the pitch black darkness. We all miraculously arrived safe and sound at the other side and continued our journey in taxi vans called poda podas which sped through the dark, bumpy, smelly streets of Freetown.
|Street in Freetown|
|My room at the hostel|
|Garbage along the street|
February 21, 2011
|Kids at the Cheshire Home|
|The Ship is the little white dot!|
|One of the wards before cleanup|
|My box of dietitian stuff|
|Ola During Hostpital|
There have been so many changes in the past 6 weeks. I am so far out of my comfort zone I can't even remember what or where my comfort zone was to begin with. My view of the world has certainly changed and in the process I have learned to trust God in more ways than I can count. If I've changed this much in the past few weeks I can't imagine what will happen in the next 2 years!