Rafting the Nile River
I’m not really what you would call a “risk taker”. Ever since I was a kid, I have usually taken a lot of thought into decisions that could physically cause me harm. I went back and forth on the decision to go on the white water rafting trip in the never-ending river known even in Moses’ time as The Nile. I strangely imagined little baby Moses floating through these Grade 5 rapids in a small woven basket. His mother must have thought he’d be toast! Or she probably trusted that God’s provision would override the raging rapids, like I did when I stepped each foot into that yellow, seemingly trustworthy, flotation device. There were a couple of moments that I regretted this decision.
One: right before we went over a 18ft waterfall (which is shown in the picture above…note my facial expression).
Two: right before we went on a grade 5 rapid called “The Bad Place” and were told we have an 80% chance of flipping or getting thrown out of the raft.
I lived to tell you about it, so you know that once those terrifying moments were over, I no longer regretted partaking in this incredible experience!
Sipi Falls
If you look at this picture carefully, you can see 3 waterfalls (bottom left, middle center, and top right). On Christmas Eve, we hiked to see each of these beautiful sites. We stayed in a resort that was situated right above the biggest waterfall. It had no electricity and the showers were heated by a wood burning stove. Let me tell you, I don’t really miss 5 star hotels after staying in places like this that are accented by nature. Sure, it’s not as convenient or fancy, but the beauty is in its simplicity and how that places the focus more on God’s creation than man’s. Walking through this rural village to get to each fall, it was clear to me that God has blessed everyone in different ways. If I was born in a rural Ugandan town, I may have never had electricity growing up. Would I have thought this meant that God hadn’t blessed me? Of course not! I would have gotten to see God provide through the rain, sun, and vibrant people around me. Blessings look different depending on where you’ve come from and where you’ve been. Those who don’t have as much seem to appreciate all the little blessings in life that I take for granted.
Kampala
Monkeys try to attack me with their friendliness
Along with the monkeys, Kampala has a lot going on. We went into the city to find a legit shopping mall with a movie theater, an arcade, a bowling alley, a food court, and a supermarket with the audacity of Wal-Mart. I felt as if I leaped into another world. Big City, Africa is an interesting site to see.
Queen Elizabeth National Park
People who say God isn’t real probably haven’t been to a place called Queen Elizabeth National Park. Discovery Channel, Animal Planet, and The Lion King do a pretty good job explaining the wildlife in Africa. What they don’t do is display the magnitude of its authentic beauty. Maybe I didn’t watch these channels that closely, but it never occurred to me that animals from all different species would be hanging out together on the shore:
(Hippos, birds, crocodile, elephants)
It seems as though animals get along better with other species than with their own! To my understanding, these guys are fighting over that lady elephant in the back, who seems super enthralled by their brawl over her. I was teased over taking so many photos of these animals… but honestly, how could I take enough pictures of God’s craftsmanship that walk parts of the same earth you and I reside? These are some of my favorite photos that shows God’s sense of humor pretty well
Awkward elephant.
Best friends.
Warthogs eating on their elbows/knees.
Lake Bunyonyi
Our final destination of our trip was on a lake near the border of Rwanda. The first night we spent in tents on stilts. Classy, eh? We relaxed on hammocks, out on the dock, and up by the fireplace. After a week and a half of traveling and high thrill adventures, it was time to cool down. The second night, we stayed on an island for New Years Eve. We stayed up until midnight thinking we’d be funny and lame with our party blowers in an empty restaurant. However, lame turned to awesome when the staff came out with drums and energy to sing and dance once the clock struck 2011.
So, there you have it! Seriously, I have loads of stories to tell about this trip, but they would be better told with you sitting next to me! Which reminds me, I am officially coming home this summer from June 2 – Aug 4! We can have story time then.
Yay Micki! I love... but I want story time now! Sounds like an amazing time! Also, can't wait until JUNE 2!!
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All hilarious!!