I'm not sure what day it is, but we sure are having a blast here. The flight over the pond went splendidly. It was a long 8 hours to Rome, an hour stop in Rome for new crew and some gas, and then on to Addis Ababa. We arrived in Addis around 10am or something, headed downstairs, got our visas, walked through customs without stopping (thank you Karl Smith for teaching me the unspoken rule of third world living: "98% of life in the third world is acting like you know what you are doing"), and headed out to the Hilton desk to catch our shuttle to the Hilton.
A pretty neat event occured while waiting for our baggage in Dulles (Washington DC). I saw a bunch of Rubbermaid containers with the name Ray VanHutten. In the video we got of the transition home Gideon is living in, the woman videoing kept talking about Mrs VanHutten. So Kathee followed the Rubbermaids, found Teresa, met her, and we chatted a bit. We actually flew over with 3 families who are picking up their children this week, so that was fun to spend time with them.
However, we departed at the airport, which went swimmingly. We jumped the shuttle to the Hilton, got to our room, settled in a bit, and then headed out. We walked up the street a couple miles to visit Lucy (supposedly our nearest common ancestor) at the National Museum, went out for Ethiopian food at the Lucy Restaraunt, stopped at an internet cafe that ultimately didn't work (after I tried emailing family, I found out it didn't work). We walked back to the hotel, and paid a man to drive us to Entoto Mountain so we could visit the scenic overlook of Addis Ababa and visit a rock-hewn church I wanted to see. It was very, very cool, and we had a GREAT TIME!!! It was so fun!
Then the next morning we woke up, jumped the shuttle back to the airport and flew to Djibouti! Getting off the plane....uffdah!!! It was over 100 degrees. It reminds me very much of scenes from the movie Black Hawk Down (which is a movie about the situation back in 1993 in Mogidishu, Somalia). Sand EVERYWHERE and hotter than fire here. We got off the plane, headed into the airport, stood in immigration, got in line for our visa, and had another answer to prayer. The rule has been that you turn your passport over to the Djibouti government, and then you get your visa within the next day. I was pretty worked up about that, but after hearing from our friends Tom and Rachel, and reading about the process in our Lonely Planet book, we decided to come and visit our friends here. I was the third person to go into the visa office (while Kathee waited outside). I told him how long we were to stay, gave him $40 USD, he put the stickers in our passports and stamped our visas then and there... VERY COOL!!!!
So we went to baggage check, which our bags were checked through from Dulles, and our bags weren't there. So a Somali man came up and chatted with me a bit, and after finding out I'm an American, he was all "Washington, Washington." So I kinda made a friend, who then took me to the Ethiopian Air lady to report my bags not arriving. After showing her our itinerary, and immediately after seeing the name Terwilleger, she said, "Oh, your bags arrived earlier. Come with me." So out we walked on the tarmac so she could get the key to the office, then back inside and down some hallways, to our bags. And after our friend Rachel spoke Somali to some of the airport workers, she was able to get back where most aren't allowed, and was able to meet us and help us get our bags.
One porter took each back and took it to the truck, we got in, and drove to their house. It was very, very exciting. What an adventure. Last evening we went to the market which is a very large market! And very neat things. Currently we have purchased nothing yet, but I'm searching for just the right skull cap to go along with the one I have from India.
This morning we went with Rachel's husband Tom for coffee, and then he dropped us off at the internet cafe... which wasn't open yet, so we walked around downtown Djibouti City. In both countries, we are the only white faces around. However, we do not feel threatened AT ALL! Many are trying out their English on us as well.
This afternoon I spent time with a fellow who has lived here for 14 years. While Kathee was with Rachel and her three daugthers at Monday School, the man invited me to come along. So I went. We dropped off his son on one of the Frech military bases for rugby practice and then went to his three storage containers. He runs an NGO (non government organization) that works a lot with the sports teams here in Djibouti. So I stood in a storage container counting t-shirts, hats (which happened to be Oklahoma Sooners hats, yuck!), Nike shoes, and one other thing. So that was very fun. He was very interested in my work back in the states and my insights into how to do what I do overseas. It appears that the Lord has been using me to invest in the lives of those overseas who are interested in doing what I do better... although in a cross-cultural basis.
We were also invited to meet the United States Ambassador on Wednesday, so that should be very cool! We will be camping on the Red Sea on Thursday-Friday, where I will speak to the teenagers about what is on my heart. I will be speaking to english and french speaking teenagers, so will have to be translated like in Moldova! I know to what I'm going to share, but won't share it now. I guess we are all sleeping out under the stars, too, so that should be fun! And although, I'm afraid of the water, I've been told that Djibouti has some of the best snorkling in the world, so I'll do that from the shallow end. Eels, hammerhead sharks, angel fish, and others I guess. So we'll see how that goes.
Today it was again well over 100 degrees. Luckily, they have given us the room with the air conditioning, so at night we turn it on with the ceiling fan to cool off. The temps here are out of this world. I asked Kathee today if there is a hotter place on earth?! However, it is bearable, and the joy of being here outweighs the heat.
Being here in Djibouti is going to another world. The women are all behind the veil, with most of the men wearing skirts as it's so hot. The women are mostly in black, but also wear incredibly beautiful patterns as well.
I'm not sure what else to say really. He is good and steadfast. It is so joyful to be here, and jet lag doesn't seem to effect us much... only when we are sitting down not doing much.
We drove by the port many times today, which is bulging at the seams. Due to Ethiopia's war with Eritrea over the border demarcation, all of Ethiopia's good are now going to and through Djibouti's port. IT IS AMAZING to see all the stuff. I've never seen so much goods!
And, our culture shock is not present, either. The poverty is NOTHING like India, it is MUCH cleaner, people are less stressed, and seem to be more joyful. The beggars do not accost us like in India and Guatemala. There are many living on the streets (both in Djibouti and Ethiopia) but both countries don't touch the squallor of India. We have both been amazed at how well things work in both countries, the airports in Addis and Djibouti were efficient, and everything has gone great so far.
Our time with Rachel and Tom and their three children has been wonderful as well. I won't write here much about our time, but we SO LOVE spending time with them, encouraging them (we hope) and them encouraging us (which they are). It's been awesome to meet and speak with Tom about his work here and the many things he's doing to bring meaning to lives here in Djibouti! Rachel (who is Kathee's best friend from childhood) and Kathee are having much fun, and we are loving tagging along with her/them as they go through their daily lives. We got to see the French school their children attend (which is a huge school with MANY children) and meet some of their brothers and sisters in the body.
Kathee and I are doing well and are flat-out LOVING this adventure. We have not spent a ton of time chatting about Gideon as we don't want to work ourselves up too much (although I would say we could measure the time we've spent speaking about him in the hours range).
We are trying to live this as an adventure of a lifetime, as well as, coming to build our family. So far, this has been the adventure of a lifetime. However, on the way over the ocean, I believe this is the fourth of fifth "adventure of a lifetime" we've taken. So this is all just cool stuff.
Oh yeah, Sally, I assume you are reading this. I already got your Christmas present for this year. For those of you (like everyone) who don't know, each time I go overseas I try to get a picture with me standing next to a man with a huge gun. While we were up on the top of Entoto Mountain, a man who was guarding the overview was carrying what I believe was a Kalishnikov. I asked our driver if he'd ask the man if I could get my picture with him. The man obliged, took the 6 bullets out of the gun and handed the gun to me. So Sally, I got your picture... only this time with me holding said gun. However, if you aren't into the "variation on a theme" I did also get a picture with him holding the gun.
I spose I should cut it off here. By now it's probably down to the mid-90s in the house and I'm excited to get to bed with the AC.
As the internet is not the most reliable thing, I'm not sure the next time I'll be able to write. I'll try to post at least once more before we head back to Addis on Friday evening.
Keep us in your thoughts as you spend time with him and please speak to him about us as you think about it. We covet them very much.
Safely in his grip,
Isaac T