Monday, April 28, 2014

One Extra Day

 We were supposed to fly out yesterday evening, but as we were eating lunch we got the word that our flight was canceled and we would get on tonight's flight instead.  
  Instead of busing back into the city to stay at HAU's guest house, we decided to stay at the lakefront hotel (with pool) where we were having lunch. 
No complaints from this crowd, as we discover that the weather in Brussels (where we had planned 2 days and now only have 1) is chilly and rainy. 
A few hundred extra freckles made their appearance, and I think we've all benefited from a low-key day with no meetings, demands, or running around.
 Our sunshine tanks are now full again! 

Sunday, April 27, 2014

Lizard Lovers

  Henry estimates he caught about 35-40 lizards in the past 21 days. I think that's an accurate estimate. 
 Jude wasn't quick enough to catch them himself, but he sure enjoyed playing with them when they were passed around.  



One of Eika's best catches was this miniature guy.  Alas, she grabbed its tail first, and off it came.
Our bearded dragons are going to seem huge when we get home!

Friday, April 25, 2014

Grabbing Hold

Two more days, and we have to say goodbye.

Kids are simultaneously falling apart and wailing that they don't want to leave.

Our minds try to wrap around all that we have seen and breathed in.

We need strength now for leaving something that has deeply grabbed hold of our hearts but hasn't yet hinted at how we are to grab hold of it in return.



Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Back to Civilization

We left part of our hearts behind this morning as we said goodbye to Kibuye and the team of God's hands and feet.  Two and-a-half hours of gorgeous scenery, windy roads, and being squashed like a melted bag of gummy bears got us to Bujumbura.  

Our remaining 5 days in Burundi will involve meeting some doctors and administrators at Hope Africa University, checking out the ministries run by some new friends, connecting with one of the nation's leading entrepreneurs working with dairy cows, hanging out with some other north Idaho friends and finally getting them their power bars, and meeting the famous Miller family.  

Hooray for better internet! I was finally able to read emails and feel a little more connected with friends and family from home.  Hoping to load a lot of pictures soon...

Monday, April 21, 2014

Things with Wings

I know you have all been on the edge of your seats, eagerly anticipating news of our involvement in some dramatic African adventure. Life threatening illness? Threatened at machete-point? Going for days eating nothing but grubs? I apologize that so far we haven't been able to deliver such entertainment.

The last few days, however, things have been a little more interesting around here. The puking started, predictably after I had mentioned to several people how pleasantly surprised I was at our health so far. Let me tell you—it's not until the vomit hits the floor that you realize how thankful you are that it's bare cement. So there was that.

I think it was the next night—or maybe two nights later, that we came back to our house at bedtime and were greeted by literally thousands of winged termites covering the front porch light, doorway, and the entire kitchen walls, floor, and ceiling. Eva had been the last one out, we later remembered, leaving the lights on and the doors open. The combat that ensued was not pretty. This was a moment of profound relief that we have no electricity (thus no lights were left on) in our sleeping area. Despite the absence of skittery legs and fluttering wings in her bedroom, Eika lay frozen in terror for hours before falling asleep and will probably need shock therapy to fully recover. Eva, on the other hand, blithely went to and fro smacking like crazy and sweeping up wings by the dustpan-full.

So. While it would make a better story had we been forced to eat the termites to survive, I cannot lie. We had granola for breakfast, Texas rice and scrumptious guacamole for lunch, and an Easter potluck table overflowing with bountiful variety last night for dinner. There was even *gasp* Jell-O.

Saturday, April 19, 2014

From last Sunday

It is Sunday morning, and we are going to worship. All faces turn in unison when we come in out of the mid-morning glare. The narrow wooden benches hold a whole row of us, and we sit close to a line of colorful backs in front of us. Thin fabrics of blue and red and yellow drape over sleeping babies on backs. Songs with clapping, songs with swaying, and songs that repeat swell one after another in praise. My baby sleeps—my big, heavy, not-so-much-a-baby-anymore baby. He sucks his thumb and beads of sweat collect on his upper lip. Thin, curious faces turn to wonder at this sight of a pale, freckled mama holding a kid as big as the ones carrying around infant brothers and sisters.

We don't know the words, but we worship.

Friday, April 18, 2014

Burundi Braids

Oh happy day!!! Thanks to this lovely, talented nursing student, Eva has a beautiful new head of braids. This style would have taken me about 10 hours; it took her just over two. This is the first time Eva has had her hair done by anyone other than mommy, and it was a fabulously positive experience! Hooray!


Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Multitasking

Life here is in so many ways different beyond explanations, but at the same time such an identical rhythm of multitasking as we have at home in Idaho. Instead of checking email, getting the kids to music practice, and packing lunches for Friday school group, I heat water on the stove for baths while peeling potatoes, moving the solar-charged lantern to catch the last light of the afternoon, and proofing yeast for the next morning's breakfast bread. We have limited electricity in part of the house we are staying—just enough for a refrigerator (yay!), a hot water kettle, and to alternately charge the computer and camera. Bedtime routine always includes scrubbing feet—feet that (whether or not have been in sandals all day) are thoroughly coated and packed with the orangey-brown dirt that brightens all Burundian scenery. 


*I (Hannah) have not been able to access my yahoo mail. If you want to email me, your best bet is teascarlet-at-gmail-dot-com.*

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Hank's email to a few

Our flight from Brussels to Bujumbura was
canceled due to the plane hitting a bird (through the engine
apparently, not while we were in board thank God).  So the airline put
us up in a very nice hotel and provided for our meals and we had a day
to see Brussels.  Then on Monday we flew on down to Bujumbura,
arriving around 7pm.  No problem getting through customs (just a long
line!) and ALL our luggage arrived intact!  We spent the night at
someone's home in Bujumbura and then Tuesday morning Hannah went out
to change money and get a supply of groceries while I stayed with the
kids.

That afternoon we took the 3 hour drive up a windy road (think about
any of the roads up to one of those Selkirk lakes, but it was paved
and the views were amazing!) to Kibuye.  There's no "town" to speak of
here, but people are everywhere (although it doesn't "feel" crowded).
There are always people walking or biking on the red dirt roads, and
very few cars.  Jason (the surgeon) and I have gone running at 6:20am
a couple days and there are usually people working the land with hoes
and machetes.  It is very peaceful and quiet, you never hear vehicles
or machinery, just lots of birds.  It is very green, now toward the
end of the rainy season.  Days are usually partly cloudy to sunny,
around 80-82, nights very comfortable  around 60.  Mosquitos are
minimal.  There are plenty of fresh pineapples, avocados, bananas,
limes, papaya, green beans, and other standard veggies.

I'm scheduled to run a dental clinic 3 days next week, pray for a good
turnout.  I had one day of clinic this week, but the news hadn't
spread so it was pretty slow.  Apparently there is someone around here
who knows how to "get teeth out" but that's without ANY numbing and I
suspect there are a lot of teeth that are just broken off and the
roots are left to rot in the jaw.

The kids are having a great time playing in the dirt with all the
friends.  There are currently 15 American kids under age 10!  Another
family (6 kids) is here visiting at the same time, they're from Texas
and he's a retina specialist.  There's also a teenage girl here from
Ohio helping with kids and doing a little VBS for the MKs.

We toured the hospital and the conditions are certainly desperate.
Medical equipment is ancient and in short supply.  Electricity is
sketchy and unpredictable.  The other day John, the opthalmologist,
was in the middle of a cataract surgery when the power went out.  They
had to pause and grab a little Honda generator before they could
continue.  There's only 1 pulse oxymeter for the entire hospital.
There are no ventilators, no neonatal incubators.  Anesthesia for the
OR is just ketamine and there are NO monitors (Troy or dad can
explain).

We'll be here in Kibuye through Easter Sunday and then we'll head back
to Bujumbura for our last week.  The kids are happy here and don't
want to go back to hot, humid, crowded Bujumbura (1 million + people).
 I hope to be able to do a bit of dentistry there, too, and I think
I'm also going to spend some time meeting with the people who are
setting up a dental training program at the university there.

Internet is very VERY slow (think SLLLLLLOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWER than old
1990s dial-up!!!) and not always available...

There's lots more to tell and share and we hope to show lots of
pictures and give more details when we get home.

Miss you all,
Hank

Saturday, April 12, 2014

Not enough words.


Incomprehensible Blessings

So healthy.

I walk back and forth dozens of times, coming to use the oven or going back, dragging tired kids along with me to have rest time. It seems that I feed my kids nineteen times a day, just like at home. And we are all so, so healthy.

Eika's tummy hurts at bedtime, but she has plenty of energy when it is time to paint toenails with the girls. Jude is peppered with at least four dozen itchy, bothersome mosquito bites from our first night here (sans mosquito net), and he rides the resident red tricycle in loops by the mile. Henry scrapes his knees, overheats in the equatorial sun, and charges on with all his normal energy. Eva cries because her friend got to take the first turn, complains to have her hair detangled, but still gives every bit as big a bear hug as she does from her own bed at home.

And they are all. so. healthy.

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Mwaramutse!

Here's a super quick peek into our morning view.  We stayed the night with Randy and Carolyn Bond in Bujumbura, and we had a restful night of sleep!



At Kibuye

Thanks, everyone, for your prayers!  We have slept well, traveled well, and Hank is setting up now to see patients!  The kids are happily doing all they do at home--getting very dirty, eating all the time, and easily making friends. It is beautiful here in Kibuye!

Yesterday we toured the hospital.  Hank commented that there is no way to even begin to understand the level of neediness and destitution through pictures.  It was exciting to spend a little time with pediatrician Dr. Alyssa Pfister after the tour as she met with students to hear their reports, discussed treatments for colds and ear infections, and examined a sick little boy.  We walked through the orthopedic "ward" and saw several children in traction, which in itself is mind-boggling to imagine a 4-year-old held still for 6 weeks.  But on one of the beds was a new mattress--perhaps one that our family bought with our pooled-together Christmas money!

Internet is very slow and quite intermittent.  It takes a lot of time to even get to our email inbox.  So don't worry if we don't email you back or write each of you personally--we love you all and are thankful for your prayers and encouragement!



Monday, April 7, 2014

We made it!  All our bags, all our bins, and even all our children made it with us to Burundi!

It is bedtime now, Monday night, as it is lunchtime back home.  The over-tired complaints are shutting down one by one, as the realization hits that there are finally beds under all these grubby, wiggly bodies.
Here was our first glimpse of Africa
 
 Thank you for all your prayers!  The 8 1/2 hour flight today went amazingly well.  Off to bed now...


Sunday, April 6, 2014

Hurry--Wait! Hurry--Be still!

To a three-year-old, this mode of travel must seem completely deranged.  It's not like going on a road trip where you can clearly tell you are covering ground, and the stopping has an obvious reason (like getting gas or getting food).  Air travel is a whole different story.  "Okay, now we are going to just sit here in the parked airplane for an unspecified amount of time for some unknown but probably important reason."  Then the airplane finally starts to move, but once you are up in the air it's kind of hard to tell where you are going or even that you are moving. 

And then there are the arbitrary rules.  "You can get up and use the bathroom now.  Oh wait--now we have to sit down and buckle our seat belts.  Fold your little table away. Turn your movie off--yes, right now just as it's getting good. Okay, now you can use your little table.  "
All these factors contribute to a very non-compliant, irritable, equally nonsensical three-year-old.  Just in case you were wondering.

But we made it across the ocean somehow, and we touched down shortly after sunrise in Brussels. 

We have spent a very long day here now, since our flight was delayed a full day until tomorrow morning.  Thankfully, the airline put us up in a great hotel with fabulous food, and we spent the day exploring the city with our new friends the Baskins and Nina


 Up bright and early tomorrow with our sights still set on Burundi!



Thursday, April 3, 2014

The Bambinos Prepare

We've had a lot of people ask what the kids think about going to Burundi.  They are excited--we are going on an adventure!  We talk about what it will be like there, we look at pictures, and we wonder about the unknown together.  Although there is extra excitement, extra preparation, and an extra-long plane ride ahead of us, the kids don't comprehend just how different Africa will be than our other family trips. 

Eika and Henry have recently joined the rubber band bracelet fad obsession, so they welcomed a reason to make several dozen extras.
We hope to visit a friend who teaches at a boarding school.  There is also an orphanage run by the same ministry, where Eika and Henry hope to pass out bracelets.  Hmm...will the trend already have reached rural Burundi?
 

Last night was the final push to get every nook and cranny of every bin packed to its capacity.  Everyone was excited to help with that.
 We attached address labels and a message to TSA about re-fastening lids with zip-ties. 
 
Jude's utmost concern was the movies he would watch on the plane.  What he doesn't realize is that the cases he is packing are empty--the big kids already packed all the DVDs in another case. :)