I wrote in my diary back on May 7th that we had landed in Africa for 51 nights…. As I post this blog, we have done 47! We haven’t been in Africa for this long since we lived here. It was difficult to perceive how it was going to be. As I look back over the last 7 weeks, it has been an immense trip. But, before I summarise, let me tell you what’s happened in the last 2 weeks. I left you on the beach in Pangani….

We arrived in Tanga again to conduct some more leaders seminars. Tanga is a place we know very well and we found ourselves working again with people we worked with 15 years ago! It was a special time. After the bite incident which I have since been told, looked like a spider bite, we didn’t go back to the Panori. We stayed at the Mkonge – not that spiders avoid there but it is much more comfortable, clean and very busy so the little critters don’t have time to make their homes in the rooms! When we weren’t teaching, we used our time to write and read. This has been a priceless asset as I’ve said previously.

After the seminar, we made the long, 8 hour journey back up to Arusha. We ‘splashed out’ on a car again and travelled up with 2 pastors. One is the leader of the Elim churches in Tanzania, Peter Konke and the other is a pastor from Tanga, Thomas. When we first came to Tanzania and did this journey, there was literally nowhere to stop for food or the toilet! It was packed lunch and the bush! Now, there are plenty – hallelujah! We were able to stop a couple of times.

Having been away from Scott & Annelle, our hosts while in Arusha, for almost 2 weeks, it was good to be back ‘home!’ The stay at home was brief, however, as after just 2 nights, we were on the road again to Babati. This is about 3 hours South West of Arusha. We were off to do our final set of seminars.

Babati…… Arusha is awash now with coffee shops, restaurants, swimming pools, hotels etc.. lots to keep your wazungu (white man) need/wants met. Tanga is definitely improving with pools and eating places. In Babati, there is no such thing!! Not a coffee shop in sight….

The thing with Africa is that you ‘cope’ with the hassles and let downs by trying to compensate – going out for a nice meal or having a sun downer over looking the savannah… Believe me, this really helps you deal with stuff that can come your way. In Babati? Hapanna!! (No!) There are no outlets….

The ‘hotel’ was basic at best. Well, what do you expect for £16 per room per night, B & B! The main reason we stayed here was it boasted Wifi! Unbelievable – and, for most of the time, it worked! The service, however, left a lot to be desired. It seems they have no training on how to deal with the public and you sit in the restaurant with hardly a word passed between you. Not even, how are you! It makes you wonder how they get customers.
So, the first night, I order a Margherita pizza – what could possibly go wrong? – it came with peas and carrots on it! I was so hungry, I just ate it and didn’t think too much about it. Maybe it will catch on?

Babati was to bring us our biggest test of the trip……

We finished the seminars on the Friday. Peter said he would like to take us to see a church in Katesh about 70km away. We asked what time, 8.00am was the reply. Early for a Saturday but he said we’d be back for 10.00am so we were pleased with that arrangement because that would leave the rest of the day free – how wrong we were – After a bad nights sleep due to workmen right outside the room re-pointing the wall up to 11pm and an all night disco blaring, the 7.15am alarm call wasn’t quite what I wanted! John had also been awake since 6.45am due to Peter preaching – yes preaching – loudly through loud speakers that are on the roof of his church; our hotel is a 10 minute walk away, it was that loud! However, we were up and ready to go! Then, we get a phone call from Peter to say we are now going at 10.00am. After a mini breakdown, I got over it, manned up and thought, OK we’ll be back by 12 – wrong again! We got to the church at around 11am and sat in the pastors office as you do twiddling thumbs, wondering what was happening, then we were up an off to his house for lunch. Having had food in so many churches and homes, it wasn’t hard to guess what we’d be having, chicken, rice, ugali, fruit etc…. their hospitality is great….After all the greetings and prayers, we were back in the car. It was 2.30pm. John estimated we’d be back at 3.30pm – yet again, we had it wrong. We were travelling merrily along a great road (you can’t say that very often) and our driver turned left – off road, this is never a good sign. I had nodded off so was blissfully unaware of our detour. The potholes in the road soon woke me up and I knew we weren’t on our way to Babati. We were going to another church and, as we pulled up, to our horror, there was a service going on…. The obligatory choir was up and our hearts sank, simply because we weren’t expecting it We were ushered in and while we were watching, trying to smile, Peter turned to John and said, you have to preach! Literally a few minutes before he had to get up! He did, he went into professionalism for the sake of the dear people that had turned up for the service. They were merrily announcing that they knew the day before that we were coming – it would have been nice if we had! – After John’s preach, the choir did a ‘short’ song, which was actually a long one and we were ushered into the office again for more food! I felt like the Vicar of Dibley did on that Christmas special. The people had gone to so much trouble and we were in a very awkward position because we weren’t hungry. We managed a portion that was acceptable but we felt really uncomfortable. We eventually got back into the car and, without anymore surprises, got back to the hotel at 6.00pm – the day gone – the day that we thought we had to write, prepare sermons and have some time together, snatched from our hands. And, we had nowhere to go to ‘compensate!’ John saw a stall on the way home that was selling banana wine – tempting…..but no.

We teach often that ‘sometimes you win, sometimes you learn!’ This wasn’t the first time we’d been caught out but it was the first on this trip. Thankfully, we are already laughing about it and talking about the lessons we have learned. The biggest one – you must be in control of your life, if you give it away, anything can happen and usually does!!

So, we turn our heads towards our return to the UK. We are full of excitement for what we have learned here, for our vision for the future but also for what we are going to be doing for the next few months in the UK. We can say that God has been very good to us and, if our dreams come true for Africa and for the UK, if what we have been dreaming about for years is finally about to come to pass then, our adventure has only just begun…..

We cannot wait to see our kids, our friends and family. I cannot wait to have a nice bubble bath and a meal that doesn’t contain rice!

Signing off from Africa…… thanks for sharing these 7 weeks…I will keep you up to date with our plans and maybe one day, you will be in Tanzania with us……