Tuesday, September 27, 2011

First impressions....

Here are just a few of the sights


Can you tell who has the right of way?




Visitor at breakfast - thankfully outside the screened in porch


Garbage piles everywhere, crazy huge piles. People
living by them, scrounging in them & goats & sheep
eating from them.




Street market.
Typical African road -
hard packed, washboard,
sandy streets.


 
Working with my first set of girls.  What an amazing
privilege to be here and share this time with them.


Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Do you hear what I hear

What I hear when I just sit and listen....


Languages I do not understand

Car horns

Children playing in the streets

Babies crying

Doves cooing

Goats or sheep blatting

Donkey's braying

Cows mooing

Roosters & chickens

My dear friend chatting.... Oh how I love having the chance to be at her house having a chance to visit, to hear her world. To share breakfast on her screen porch and just simply listen.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

A strange thing happened on the way to London.... they lost a terminal. Wel,l I guess they did not loose it, but demolished it instead... the terminal I had listed for my flight to Morocco, is no where to be found. So the question is now where to go? Thanks to the very helpful Heathrow volunteer I found where I was supposed to go only to find that I can not check in untill 3 hours before my flight, which is 6 hours from now.


The other thing I noticed that flights do not get assigned a gate until 2 hours before a flight. I am told this is a security procedure. Makes sense I am guessing, cuts down on bad things happening to big planes... less time to plan, that works for me.

So here I sit... watching people, listening to babies cry and wondering where the other 2 gals who will be on the flight to Morocco are. Given lack of gate number I guess we will not be getting to know each other in the 6 hours of waiting.... So goes the adventure.

I am here in London safe and sound. So it's all good.
Oh and on a side note the people watching is great... so is my chex mix!



P.S. I did eventually meet up with the other 3 gals that shared the flight to Morrocco. 2 by random walk by, the third had smartly plunked her self down in a coffee shop, knowing that in all likely hood others would opt for food at some point.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

The best layed plans. . . .

Life never seems to happen as planned, however it always seems to work out.

I had planned to leave home at 2:00, go and get Royd from work then head out to the airport.  In reality I spent  spent the 20 min past 2:00 looking for some papers I needed to bring with me.. UGH.. I need a better filing system than my dining room table. Thankfully, I had printed duplicates, that I did find,  and I can write in the car -I filled them all in AGAIN and it all worked out.  Traffic was light, and my hubby never drives slower than the speed limit,  in the end  I arrived at the airport only 15 min schedule. It all works out.   I should know this, and relax a little but I get worked up at myself and have conversations in my head about how I need to be better organized, how I should have had all the things I needed in one place blah blah blah.... Yes I talk to my self, no it does not really do much good.

The longest line I have stood in today was for coffee, and that was only 2 deep. That would include the bathroom and all check in lines.  Things are working out just fine. Boarding calls have started, but I am not travelling with young children, or in need of assistance, however I must add that needing rubber gloves to put on socks,  had me wondering if I might just need some help.  I hope that the socks help keep the swelling down, I will be a happy camper....

Now I am wandering YVR looking for this guy who is living at the airport for the next couple of months - My adventure has officially begun! 

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Watch your......

I just read this on another blog and was hit with the enormous truth of it. 
We truly do have control of our destiny and it starts in the small recesses of our brain, it is my prayer that my thoughts would be worthy of my destiny.

Watch your thoughts they become your words
Watch your words- they become your actions
Watch you actions-they become your habits
Watch your habits-they become your character
Watch your character it becomes your destiny


May that be your prayer as well.
Have a great Sunday
Di

Thursday, September 1, 2011

September 1st..... big changes in our house.

With the modern advancement of digital TV we are now living in the truly dark ages.  As of August 31st we no longer have ANY TV in our house.   Yes we still have the box, which will remain as a Movie viewer, but there is no longer any stations being fed into our home. It all happened before our very eyes, one minute we were watching something, the next we were watching snow fuzzies.... and so ends the era of our 2 free stations.  For our entire married life (coming up 24 years) we have only had cable for 18 months and only then because it was included in the rent.  I think that there were several months there where we did not have a viewing device either... so knock that down to about 12 months. Our first viewing device was a 13 inch black and white number complete with rabbit ears and get this.... manual controls.  Not a remote in sight, we actually had to get out of our chair to turn the dials.  Ah the good old days. 

We have survived, and will continue to survive I know that to some this would be suicide, but we will make the best of it until such a time we change our minds.  Or buy a TV that will give us a few free digital channels.
Thankfully we have just a few movies around when the mood stirkes.

Are we alone in this or are there others of you out there who are now the proud owners of a simple movie viewing device?

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Exciting day all around....

I have my ticket in my hot little hands.  I have the required items for my "new" wardrobe, Niger is predominantly a Muslim country, so ankle length skirts are a must, as is a head covering anytime we are in public. I added 2 new to me skirts to the wardrobe yesterday for a whopping total of $8.00, Abbotsford has much better second hand prices than here in the lower mainland. Reality is setting in, up until this point  I have been excited, BUT have not allowed myself to get really EXCITED...  I am starting to get REALLY excited.

I have had lots of people ask lots of questions or make comments that require a response.  So I am going to attempt to answer a few of those here....

Lets start with the basics
How long will you be gone?
I leave on September 7th and will be back on Canadian soil on the 26th.  That is a total of 19 days.

How many hours of travel?
I leave here at 1755 (5:55) on the 7th, and arrive in Niamey Sept 9th at 445 (4:45 AM) Via London and Casablanca, Morocco.  Sounds exotic, however I am sure that after that many hours I will be totally bagged and ready for solid ground.  

What will your family do with out you?
This is not the first time they have been without me.  However 7 days is the longest stint. This is slightly longer than that.  I have no doubt that they will survive quite well. We are working on menu plans, they are all very capable of Laundry and dishes and the daily running of things.  With a little planning I am sure things will run smoothly.  A new alarm clock may be needed, but that is minor.  I will miss them it is true and I hope they will miss me, however we will all survive and have stories to tell when we are together again.

How many are going with you?
No one I know first hand - but the team going consists of 7 women. I am the only one going from B.C., the rest are from Alberta.  I already consider them new friends, the fact that we all have the desire to go and work with these girls gives us common ground upon which to grow strong friendships.  My Grandma had a plaque that hung in her kitchen and it now hangs in mine it reads
Make new friends, But keep the old
For one is Silver the other Gold.
I have found this to be very true through all aspects of life, especially with things like this.  

Are you nervous to travel alone all that way?
Knowing that there will be a familiar face at the end of the journey helps tons. However this is not the first time I have travelled alone, I love all aspects of it, the anticipation, flying, even sitting at airports.  Airports are the very best place to people watch, well that and the P.N.E.  The first time I headed out alone, I was 17 and heading to Australia. (that is a story for another time).  For the most part I am not worried about the getting there or the coming home, when there is only myself to be concerned with it is fairly easy. 

I will only be alone for a short time. The travel agent told me yesterday that I arrive in London 2 hours before some of the girls from Alberta, then from there we will all be on the same flights through to Niger.  I will not be alone in any of the new unfamiliar airports.  Which means I will not have to eat alone on the lay overs.  That is always a plus.

One sweet soul at church told me I am so brave and that she could never do that. My response to her was, it is all part of the adventure, to which she responded - "still, your either crazy or brave, I am going with brave."  Bless her heart. However I think most would side with crazy.

How are you funding this?
For the most part this is an out of pocket expense.  I am grateful for work over the summer months that has certainly helped in this.   I have been working on a few items to sell where the profits will go directly to the school (I am hoping to have some photos up very soon of these items).  In addition to that I am very grateful for supportive friends and family members, who see the need to educate young women to break the cycle of early marriage, who trust me and have given funds directly to me in order to make this possible.  For those who have specifically asked, if you would like to donate, please send gifts directly to me.  Words can not express adequately how thankful I am, it is a humbling experience to have people give in this way.  I will ever be grateful.  

What sorts of things are you going to take with you for the girls at the school?
I have asked that question to Chantelle

What sort of things are you worried about?
I am not one to worry much.  However I am concerned about the heat.  For the most part I do not do well in the heat, heat stroke is a strong possibility,  but knowing this and being prepared - drinking lots of water will be key.  I have to trust that I will survive.  I am praying that my body will adjust and that there will not be too many issues. 

There is the aspect of unknown cultural differences that will be a challenge.  One that I know of is that being left handed I will be challenged when eating with the locals.  In Africa the left hand is considered the 'dirty hand' and when sharing a communal plate it is VERY offensive to eat with your left hand.... YIKES, 45+ years of eating with my left I could be in trouble. I will be sitting on my hand with someone sitting next to me to give me a good elbow, hopefully this will work.  The last thing I want to do is offend someone because I am ignorant.

Language will be an issue, they speak French and a variety of tribal languages.  Let's just say my French is limited and leave it at that.  I am sure I will be very grateful for those who are gifted translators.  It will be interesting to see how much I pick up in 3 weeks. 

One thing I know for sure is this will be an experience I will never forget, and there will be amazing stories to tell along the way.