Sunday, June 20, 2010

First Day in Zambia


After a long flight from London to Zambia including 4 straight hours of crying from your delightful daughter we made it.



We were met with very friendly immigration officers, all of got to go through the Zambian line, the kids were let in the country with no problem and no visa! I had to get a visa though, and only one month... so we have to try and sort out my immigration, but may need to get another visa for a month, since these next two weeks will be devoted to getting our house livable.
On our first day we went straight from the airport to buy car seats for the kids, our first Zambia experience very different from our consumer society in Canada there are only 2 or 3 to choose from quiet low quality but they cost $200! AHHHH! So we didnt buy one, Taliah has been sitting on my lap in the back in my seat belt. We did finally find one for Taliah later in the day, although it’s more Seths size, so we will be going out again today for a second look.
After looking for a car seat we came to the YWAM base, and what a beautiful site! Our house is there although plumbing and electrical is still not done, our septic tank has been dug out by the students here! so it’s all ready for plumbing. Vinjelu and I will be working on getting a floor in, today and tomorrow we are looking into the best and most cost effective option for this.
Seth got to play in the pile of dirt from our septic tank, and loved it. He also got to see chickens get caught, killed, and de-feathered! He was very fasinated and walked after the ladies asking questions. After it was all don he looked up at me and said “mom, chicken hurty?” haha, yes just a little bit.



He had fun though, at the same time Taliah was chilling with her aunty Chuma eating raw sugar Cane on the step. They both bonded with Tobi and Chuma quite fast! We didnt really get to see wightson and linda much yet, vinjelus best friend, but we will today I think.
There are lots of people on the base right now, so am trying to figure out who is visiting, who is a student, and all that.

It’s so alive here, people everywhere ! Lusaka is developing so much shocking! I am so glad we are living out i the country, so quiet and beautiful!

We are up today at 6am, Seth has a cough, it’s quite cold at night but hot in the day, he never does really well with that. We are also going to look for a heater today so we can regulate the room temperature for the kids.

Seth doesnt understand we are in a different country of course, he was asking for his papa to drive instead of daddy, and for his cousin sophia, and of corse wanted know why mama wasnt here with us. Makes for some sad moments. But he is very happy, he just keeps asking to play, and yells out out hello to everyone we drive by, we drive by alot of people slow with some of the roads being very rough. Everybody thinks the kids are wonderful, of corse : ) haha

Anyway, it’s back to bucket baths for now, thankfully we got some hot water this morning, so I am going to go and bath since it’s been 4 days since my last one!

3 comments:

Karyn said...

so much going on. So, are y'all feeling better, then? no more puking?

Did you get car seats or not? Should I take your seats to the container?

Tell Seth Mama and Papa are there, in his heart and his memories. Tell him we love him and miss him and we'll come visit him as soon as we can.

How are YOU doing? Have you had time to process yet or are you just too busy?

Vinjelu and Kathryn Muyaba said...

Mom seth has been asking about you guys all the time, jut this morning early he said way mama cry? Way papa cry?

You are in his heart. He misses home I can see and tell from his asking, he was asking for uncle mike yesterday. And I was talking about someone named robert here yesterday and seth was grumpy and yelled up at us "NO MY ROB!"

He misses you all, and it will take time or him to get used to it. When we tell him we are going to visit so and so he says NO I DONT WANT TO... so I guess it's his protest to it for now.

Karyn said...

Hahaha...I can just hear him yelling at you about MY WOB