Why "Bald Eagle to Fish Eagle?" We have traded one nation for another for 4 months and are living in Lusaka, Zambia while Andy completes his seminary mentoring.

The other day, Benjamin and Andrew asked Andy while driving down the road, "Do you know where you're going?" Andy replied, "Yes. This is my home town!" And it's true. Lusaka, Zambia is Andy's home town. Beth grew up here for a couple of years. But it is also very new. Join us on our adventure of discovering Zambia for the next 14 weeks.

Monday, 30 January 2012

The Croc Farm

A few days ago, we went to a croc farm. (A croc farm is a place where they grow and keep crocodiles.) There was a bumpy road we had to ride on to get there. We looked at some snakes while we were waiting for the tour. Then we swam in the rain for an hour. At lunchtime, I ate a croc burger. After that, we went on the tour of the croc farm and saw big fat crocs. (Andrew)

A crocodile is...

A crocodile is...

...a very big, very fast animal, who has a mixture of green, gray, orange, and yellow on its scales. Its body is long, round, pointy and very bumpy. They can grow up to six feet long. They eat meat. They are very good swimmers and very strong, but not friendly.  Crocodiles are interesting animals not to be played with. (Benjamin)

The weaver birds at the farm fascinated me. Dozens of flashes of yellow caught and held my attention. The ones shown here built their nests in bushes hanging right above the crocs' heads--can't imagine wanting to raise my babies there. I then discovered weaver birds right outside our front door when we returned home. (Beth)


Sunday, 29 January 2012

Jet Lag--Belatedly Posted

Finally getting over jet lag enough to actually write about it. Most everybody knows what jet lag is--and many, many know what it feels like. I asked members of our family what they think about jet lag.

Benjamin: "Jet lag? Ugh. Wow! Really? It's...well...really...yucky!" (The following pictures were taken during my failed attempt to keep people awake until bed-time on our first day in Zambia.)

Andrew: Drew and I were in the same bed, I guess because we had the same level of sleeplessness. We worked crossword puzzles together--ones in Games magazine. "Baby owl" was the clue. We were stumped. Somehow we fell asleep and then woke up about 2 or 3 in the morning. He rolled over--"Owlet." Sleepily I respond, "What?!" "Owlet. That's the baby owl. You know--in the crossword puzzle." I affirm his insight, roll over and reach for something outside of the mosquito net. "Mommy--don't write it down now!!"

Andy: No comment--he has censored the picture of himself asleep in a chair with his mouth hanging open. 

Beth: I obviously worked crossword puzzles in bed under the mosquito net. I got hungry about 11:00 at night--raided the refrigerator. I woke up about 2 or 3AM, fell back to sleep about 4, slept until about 5 or 6, got up and then wanted to pass out at 3 in the afternoon. I walked through my day with a smile on my face, a dazed look in my eyes and hoped (and prayed) that anything that came out of my mouth would not be regrettable. This lasted for about 8 days and then I fell into routine.