Kenya: the Safari

Early on Monday morning we were collected from the guesthouse to begin our journey to the Maasai Mara wildlife reserve on the south western corner of Kenya.  You can find out more about the reserve here: http://www.maasaimara.com/.  We travelled in a minivan, and most of the journey was comfortable enough… until the last 30km or so and one of the most pot-holey roads I have come across in a while.  Our driver’s tactic was to speed up to the worst of the pot holes, then slow rapidly and swerve from side to side… not the most comfortable of driving experiences.

Our fabulous (?) vehicle that took us to the Maasai Mara national park.

Checking out a good view on the way.

The good view.

At about noon we stopped and were met by our guide, Sammy, our tracker, Albert and the lovely four wheel drive in which we were to enjoy our safari.  The part of the wild life reserve we were in was the Naboisho Conservancy.  You can find out more about this particular conservancy here: http://www.maasaimara.com/community-conservation/conservancies/naboisho-conservancy.  The nice thing about this conservancy is that they protect the reserve by limiting the number of people who can come to stay, and allow the guides to drive wherever they wish, even off the tracks.   I have heard that on some safaris they insist that the guides stick only to the marked tracks, which can make it hard to get close to the more elusive animals.  We were able to get very close to a number of animals we otherwise probably would not have seen at all.

The beginning of the Naboisho Conservancy.

We felt a little like we were in a scene from Out of Africa, and indeed a few weeks later, when we got together to watch the film, we realised that the scene where Denys takes Karen on safari was remarkably similar to our lovely experience!  We had a picnic lunch packed for us and ate it amongst the wilder beast and impalas, while dodging a little bit of rain.

Our fabulous safari vehicle!

At about mid-afternoon we arrived at our camp, the Encounter Mara camp.  You can check out their website here: http://encountermara.com/.  We were met at the beginning of an elephant dung track (an awesome form of mulch, by the way) by a group of Maasai men who escorted us through the bush to the tents.  There we were invited to sit and enjoy an ice cold glass of mango juice while the managers, a Kenyan/Spanish couple, explained how the camp worked.  The campsite is unfenced, which meant that the animals could wander through at will, and occasionally did!  To that end, we could walk around relatively freely during the day, but in the evenings we were escorted from our sleeping tent to the dining tent by our sprightly Maasai guard.  These lovely guards were also our housekeepers, and filled our showers with hot water, filled our hot water bottles and popped them into our turned-downed beds, brought us thermoses of hot water for washing in the morning, and zipped up our tents as we retired.  For the record, the tents had an en suite, so there was no need to leave the tents to go to the loo in the middle of the night!  The front of the tents had verandas with deck chairs and a day bed, which I managed to doze on very pleasantly on the second afternoon.

My tent. Not too shabby!

The view from my tent.

After settling into our tents, we reconvened in the lounge tent for a substantial afternoon tea before our late afternoon drive, which included a “sundowner” otherwise known as a gin and tonic (or other drink of choice) savoured as one watched the sun set over the African horizon.  And yes, it is very cool.  We returned from our drive in the early evening to shower (hot water was poured into a bucket above our tents by our lovely Maasai housekeepers) and then were escorted by them to dinner, which began with drinks around a camp fire then a three course meal in the dining tent.  We had originally planned to while the evening away by playing card games but were too tired and were in bed before 10pm.

The Bar! Sammy and Alfred prepare our “Sundowners”.

Evening ambience.

Dinner with our Maasai host.

We were woken at 5.30am, again by our lovely Maasia men to a light breakfast of fruit, cereal and tea and coffee.  It was weird at first to have these chaps waiting on us hand and foot… but eventually I think we could have got used it!  Then we were off on our dawn drive.  This continued until about 10am when we returned to “brunch”, an enormous meal that consisted of a buffet of hot foods, salad, juice and bacon and eggs.  So much food!  We had the afternoon free until 4pm and our late afternoon tea, so we chose to laze about at our tents.  Each had a lovely big canvas day bed which I stretched out on in the warm sun, and very nearly fell asleep.  I certainly had weird dreams involving an ex-boyfriend and a lion.  I won’t go into details, mainly because I can’t remember them, but I have an impression that I was on the side of the lion…

 

Breakfast at dawn, hoping the giraffe show up to say hello. (They never did...)

Dozing on the day bed on my tent's verandah. Loving the view.

We again enjoyed a late afternoon drive, a “sundowner” and continued into the early evening.  Then showers, dinner and bed, then dawn again the final morning.  We enjoyed one last safari drive, then spent the remainder of the morning at a Maasai village that allows visits.  We visited a woman’s home.  Interestingly the women take responsibility for building the houses.  They consist of a wooden frame on which the mud and manure walls are formed.  Inside are small rooms and natty little shelves and cupboards.  There is a small cooking stove, and the women make little lamps from a glass bottle, a piece of twisted fabric and some fuel.

Our welcome from the Maasai women. Jen S and I joined in the dancing!

A Maasai home.

The inside of the Maasai home. I loved the nifty little shelves and stove moulded into the mud walls.

After a final brunch we were driven out of the conservancy by our lovely guide and tracker and were met by our minivan and the return trip to Nairobi.  That evening we indulged in a curry (so good) and started considering our all-important shopping lists for our final day in Kenya.  We hit the souvenir shops early, buying small things for family and selves.  Then, somewhat more importantly, we hit Nakamutt!  On the top of our lists were cheese, bacon, butter, chips, Cadburys chocolate and nice shampoos!  The cold items were frozen for safe travel and the rest were stuffed wherever we could fit them in our cases.  In the late afternoon we drove through the traffic congestion to the airport and finally boarded our flights at about 10.30pm.  Back in Addis and home by 1.30am, we collapsed into bed.  Now if you actually want to know about what animals we saw, you will just have to wait until I write the next blog…

Our little group: Laura, me, Sammy (our guide), Jen S, Alfred (our lion-killing tracker), Tessa and Jen C.

 

 

 

Kenya: Nairobi

In the one-week October break, I had the opportunity to travel to Kenya for the week. Jen C (who is English) was celebrating her 40th Birthday with a trip to Nairobi and then on to the Maasai Mara National Park and a safari. She invited me to be part of the group of five, and I had no intention of turning down the invitation! Jen S (who is American) organised the trip for us) and we were also accompanied by Laura and Tessa (also both English).

Crowded into a Kenyan taxi with Laura, Tessa and Jen C.

So at 1.30am, the morning after most of us had been on retreat (me with Grade 7s, Tessa with Grade 9s and Laura with Grade 11s), we dragged ourselves out into the car park where Clare had valiantly agreed to drive us to the airport. I really don’t know why it is, but most of the flights in and out of Addis seem to be at “stupid o’clock” in the morning. Jen S was already in Nairobi, having gone a few days earlier for medical tests.

Divine iced tea, served with a little jug of sugar syrup.

We were in Nairobi by dawn and Jen S was awaiting us at her mission’s very nice guesthouse with bacon, eggs, croissants, orange juice, tea and coffee! So nice!  We decided to hit the town and I confess that our first stop was the Nakumatt supermarket at the Westgate shopping mall. What a sight to behold! The shops were so shiny and full of things to buy, and as for Nakumatt supermarket, I think I may have truly experienced culture shock! It never seemed to end… there was so much on the shelves… and there were chips and bacon and cheese and… Well, you get the idea! We shopped for snacks and breakfast food and scoped out all the things we planned to buy, freeze and take home to Ethiopia! We also indulged in such delicious iced tea, you know, the kind where they make it fresh and serve it with a little jug of sugar syrup to sweeten it! So nice…

We had a lovely lunch at a café called Le Rustique which was set in lovely gardens. Check out their website here: http://www.lerustique.co.ke/.  Having lived in Ethiopia, we were all a little bit obsessed with food which meant, of course, that we needed to photograph everything! Java House became a favourite spot for coffee and we took advantage of restaurants selling both seafood and Indian food. Just lovely! I’ve realised when looking through my photos, that I took almost none of Nairobi itself, and an awful lot of the food we ate…

My lovely lunch at Le Rustique: the antipasti platter. Delicious!

On the Sunday morning we went to the International Church to check it out. It seemed to consist mainly of Americans, although we met people from other countries. The church meets in the auditorium at Rosslyn Academy, which is a Christian international school. The academy has very beautiful grounds… we were almost jealous, but we do love our little campus in Addis!

My lovely seafood starter of crab.

However Tessa's meal was much more dramatic, and very tasty by all accounts!

Overall I do like Nairobi (mainly because of the supermarkets and food, I think) but it seemed so very different to Addis Ababa. You rarely see the poverty you know exists in Kenya; the slums are neatly tucked away far from the city centre, so you can pretend they don’t exist at all. I can’t make up my mind whether it is better to have slums and poverty in your face as it is in Addis Ababa, so you never forget it exists, or whether it is better to keep the city neat and tidy and perhaps safer… however despite their efforts, I think Nairobi is renowned for being quite unsafe, especially in the week we visited, a few days after Kenya declared war on Somalia!

Grade 7 Retreat to Langano

Each year during the last week of the first term, all the middle school and high school classes at Bingham get involved in community service activities and take part in a retreat of some kind in various parts of Ethiopia.  The Grade 7s went to Langano and helped out at the Langano Elementary School, which is a SIM project.  Lake Langano is a good 5 hour drive south of Addis (although it is actually only about 220km).  SIM have a compound there, and their projects include a clinic, and elementary school for the local children and the Sports Friends residential camp.


Lake Langano

A few weeks before the camp my Home Group were visited by Joan, a SIM missionary who has been working to set up the Langano Elementary School.  Her aim is for the school to eventually be able to be run by Ethiopian staff but it is not quite there yet.  The school has about 300 students who come in two shifts; they only have four classrooms!  Joan is the only ferenj (foreign) teacher; the others are Ethiopian and are hard-working given the huge class sizes and lack of resources.  Joan’s aim for the visit of the Grade 7 class was for the kids to assist in English language skills.  Ethiopian students are expected to complete their secondary schooling in English, which is not their first language, and many really struggle in high school (if they get there at all).  The more English support they can get the better.  Joan brought examples of some simple teaching resources, such as flash cards, and asked the students to make some resources to bring with them.  We spent the week before the retreat making cards, colouring them in and laminating them.  It was hard work, but the Grade 7s completely embraced the task and I was very proud of the resources they created.


Grade 7s preparing English resources.

The other parts of the retreat involved the students being involved in a Bible study and taking part in some team building activities.  We wanted the students to think about their strengths and weaknesses and how God can use them in spite of their weaknesses.  I had a lovely team of teachers supporting me: Cathy, who has been at Bingham for 9 years, and who thankfully knew the Langano area well (her husband is the SIM team leader for the area); Liz, who had been on the Grade 7 retreat last year, so could tell me a bit about what to expect; and Rae and Stafford, who are South Australians like me!  We were also accompanied by Dereje, one of the girl’s fathers, who happens to be a pilot for Ethiopian Airlines (some of the best trained pilots in the world; landing at Addis airport is tough, given its altitude!) and who was really helpful throughout the week.


Cathy and Liz working with two little Kindergarten children. These two little ones could barely hold a pencil.

On the morning of the retreat, we met at the school at 7am, with the aim of departing at 7.30am.  It was going to be a long drive and we wanted to be at Langano for lunch.  We sent Rae, Stafford and Dereje on the bus with the kids and Cathy, Liz and I drove a smaller van loaded up with everyone’s luggage.  It was my first time driving in the country and I thoroughly enjoyed it; it is mad, but not as mad as Addis!


Grade 7s ready to roll.

The last 20 or so kilometres of the drive were the most challenging; a corrugated dirt road for about 15km, then 6km of an interesting two wheel track…  Let’s just say I was grateful for the off-road driving practice my parents gave me on our camping trips in the Flinders Ranges.  The pièce de résistance was the infamous “Container Bridge”.  Someone needed to build a bridge over the creek, and apparently had a large shipping container to spare, so voilà, the bridge was made.  The big bus wouldn’t fit through the container so the students were obliged to disembark and walk the last kilometre or so to the Sports Friends campsite.  I, on the other hand, was obliged to drive across said bridge…  I resisted the urge to close my eyes and just go for it; but there was a moment of careful preparation mentally and a deliberate lining up of the car just to make sure I got through without knocking off a side-view mirror or scraping off the paint work on one or both sides of the car.  Cathy admitted later that she had made sure I was driving because she hates driving through the container!  Bless her!


The infamous Container Bridge.

We were staying at the Sports Friends campsite, which includes dorms, a dining room and meeting hall.  All our meals were provided by local Ethiopian staff, but other than that we ran the camp ourselves.  The camp had showers and flushing toilets, although the showers were cold, and on the last morning, we ran out of water!  All part of life in Ethiopia!  I confess to braving the cold shower only once… mostly I was content to remain unwashed!  I did, however, tease my lovely Grade 7 boys for squealing like ickle bitty girls when they tackled the cold water!  We managed to fit all the boys into one dorm, and all the girls into another so we had them nicely contained.  We came up with the cunning idea of making the winner of the tidy dorm competition the gender who got to be served first at breakfast, and this worked wonders, particularly on the boys, who made effective use of their pre-dawn waking moments…

Joan met us after lunch and took us on a tour of the SIM compound at Langano.  She showed us the route to take to walk to the school, showed us around the classrooms, then walked us to the SIM clinic, which is very busy and does some amazing work.  From there we walked to the lakeside.  Langano is a huge lake and is popular because it is one of the few lakes in Ethiopia to be bilharzia-free and therefore safe to swim in… so long as you stay away from the hippos!  We didn’t see any, unfortunately!


The route to the Langano school.

The Langano school.

We spent the whole of each morning from Tuesday to Thursday at the school.  Joan got the Grade 7s to work one on one or in small groups with a variety of students.  We began with the little kindergarten-aged students (well, loosely aged; the classes have to be arranged on the basis of skill more than age).  The students have little if any of their own equipment; one pencil or a piece of crayon, and an already-filled notebook that belonged to an older sibling is the best most can hope to possess.  The students were almost all Muslim, so our dress code for our visits to the school was below the knee skirts for the girls and long trousers for the boys (shorts are only worn by those who can’t afford the more respectable long trousers).  I had struggled before leaving Australia to find some practical below the knee skirts, but my brother, bless him, found an American company called Macabi that sells skirts especially designed for culturally sensitive travel.  I am now a huge fan; the massive pockets were so very useful for tucking away all sorts of goods and chattels.  However I have to say it was sobering to see the state of the Langano children’s clothes; most items would have been rejected by us for our rag bags.


Me in my “missionary skirt”.

Langano students who, of course, loved having their photo taken so they could see themselves!

Wilson and friend.

More Langano students.

I wasn’t sure how the students would cope with teaching English to the children.  While many are Ethiopian, the majority of their parents are wealthy, at least by Ethiopian standards, and while they are confronted by poverty on a daily basis on the streets of Addis, it doesn’t always touch them.  However I was so impressed by how they embraced the experience.  It was hard work, and the mornings were very long, but the moaning was kept to a minimum and they did their best to get involved.


Joan preparing the Grade 7s for their first English lesson.

Lillian and friend.

English lessons in progress.

Eyoel and friend.

Anesu and friend.

Our afternoons and evenings were spent doing Bible study sessions, team building games and with free time.  One of the things I love about my class is their ability to entertain themselves.  Give them a football (the round version), a ping pong table and foosball table and they are happy for hours.  My class loves nothing more than to play a game of football all together, girls and boys included.  Virtually the whole class gets involved and they can quite happily play for the better part of an hour and a half.  Swimming in the lake was an option, but I think most decided the water was too cold.  The other thing that was fun was spotting the baboons and black and white colobus monkeys who live in the trees on the compound.  Such funny creatures to watch!


Time to relax at the lake.


A baboon.


Playing soccer at the community beach.


Black and white colobus monkey.

We returned home on Friday morning, stopping at Sabana Resort for an early (really early; it was barely 10.30am!) lunch!  The students desperately wanted to eat western style food so this was our best bet!  I ordered hot chips, ice cream and a coke… bliss!  Three of the main food groups right there.  We all enjoyed our treat, then hit the road for the long drive home!  We got back at 4pm, and as soon as I had unpacked the van and seen the students off, I raced home to get my washing into the machine, hit the shower, and start packing for Kenya!  Departure for the airport was at 1.3oam the next morning… yikes!


Wilson and Dylan with the English resources we gave to Joan.

Just a quick word about the Sports Friends ministry.  While I haven’t had the opportunity to see this project in action, I thought some of you might be interested in the work done here.  Their website says this about their ministry:

Sports Friends seeks to empower and equip churches and church planters to use the platform of sports to impact their communities with the love of God. In the countries where we work, children, youth and young adults are everywhere – filling the sports stadiums, playing sports in the city streets and rural fields, and hanging out around the ping pong and foosball tables. They are passionate about sports! We want to tap into that passion to introduce these young people and their family members to Jesus Christ. Sport serves as a magnet, a bridge from the church to the community, a common language by which to build lasting relationships.

There is something extremely powerful about the relationship between a coach and players. The impact of a coach who shows love and attention to young people is tremendous. Sport provides a great environment for a coach to discuss with his players important character issues and life lessons about self control, respect for authority, honesty, teamwork and commitment. These discussions naturally transition to the truths of the Bible. Sports Friends teaches coaches how to be positive life influencers, to identify teachable moments, to catch the good in youth, to love and encourage, to incorporate Biblical teaching, to introduce youth to Jesus Christ, and to disciple them into greater Biblical maturity – effectively Transforming Lives and Strengthening Communities.

Camp Langano – Sports Friends, in partnership with the Ethiopian Kale Heywot Church, is developing the first Christian residential youth camp in Ethiopia, a country with over 75 million people! This camping ministry will be an integral part of the ongoing sports ministry programs of the local churches of Ethiopia. Youth will come to camp with their sports ministry leaders and will return home after camp with their leaders, providing a continuum of effective relational ministry. The camp is … on a beautiful 95 acre property on Lake Langano which has been owned by SIM and the Ethiopian Kale Heywot Church for several decades.

See the Sports Friends website for more information on how you could support this ministry: http://sports-friends.org/

If you are keen to support the Langano school, you can find out more about this SIM project here:  http://www.sim.org/index.php/project/92753.  They need further support because they need to expand their buildings and are looking at having to replace all their textbooks to be in line with government policy.  If you would like to contribute in a more “hands on” way, please contact me.  I have a bit more of an idea of the kinds of resources Joan could use there now.  One helpful idea is putting together stationary packs in cloth bags with drawstrings for the students to have.

You can find out more about the SIM clinic here: http://www.sim.org/index.php/project/92020.  The SIM website states:

The Langano Health Program in Ethiopia officially provides low cost medical care to more than 10,000 people in the Lake Langano area. The program consists of traditional curative health care and laboratory services, as well as preventive health measures. Preventative services include vaccinations, mother/child health care, family planning, providing local clean water sources, building latrines and other community health programs. Because the Langano area is drought-prone, a nutrition program is in place to screen children under five for signs of malnutrition. SIM works with these needy children and their families to bring them back to health by providing high protein supplements.

I’m not sure the staff who work here ever feel their job is done; there are always more patients to see!  Its such important work, and again, I encourage you to consider supporting this project.

Babogaya SIM Orientation

In September, the new SIM missionaries were required to attend an orientation weekend at Babogaya, where there is a lakeside SIM compound near Debre Zeit, a town a couple of hours drive south east of Addis.  The lake is an old volcanic crater and is apparently one of those ones where no one is quite sure where the bottom is now!  The SIM compound is not fully staffed anymore, but nevertheless the gardens are lovely.

Babogaya

I have to admit that my first thought was “Really?  More orientation?”  It’s not that I thought I knew everything about Ethiopia or being a missionary; frankly, I never will!  It’s just that I had already done so much preliminary orientation, and I just wanted to get on with it and learn on the job!  It turned out to be a very helpful weekend, partly because of the sessions, and partly because of the restoring qualities of fresh air and lovely scenery!

The lake.

We had sessions on living and thriving in Ethiopia, accountability and mentoring, cultural do’s and don’ts and the SIM Ethiopia Director, Steve Bryan explained where SIM is currently working in Ethiopia.  I think I probably found this the most interesting; there are some really interesting projects going on all over the place!

The SIM Compound.

Saturday afternoon was free time, and we had the opportunity to swim in the lake (despite the warmth of the day, it was still too chilly for this little black duck!) or to paddle on it in either a little tin rowing boat or a canoe.  Two other new Bingham teachers, Jess, Tessa and I chose to drift aimlessly on the lake for an hour or so, then we collected Jill, a new nurse at the Langano clinic, from the shore and paddled to a nearby hotel to drink tea and coffee in their alfresco restaurant!  I have to say it is the first time I have docked at a restaurant and dined bare-footed!

Boating on the lake. How serene.

The other lovely thing about the orientation was the opportunity to get to know some of the SIM-ers who were working in other projects, many down country.  Normally it would be hard to get to know them, but it was great to be able to chat.  All in all it was a very pleasant way to spend the weekend.

Coffee ceremony on the last day of the SIM orientation.

Sorry…

… for the lack of updates lately.  I have a bunch of posts in draft form, but finding (a) the time and (b) the decent internet connection to get them uploaded can be a challenge sometimes.  When I have the time (ie on the weekends) inevitably there is a power cut which means the server needs to be reset.  Our beloved IT guru Paul can fix it… but he needs the weekend off too!  So yesterday (Saturday afternoon) was the perfect time to update the blog, but there was no internet connection to speak of!

Of course, I can’t imagine how missionaries coped when there was not even the possibility of an internet connection!

Anyway, I hope to have this backlog of entries up soon!

PS  Just as I clicked “publish” on this post, the connection dropped out again… twice.  *sigh*