Sunday, June 27, 2010

Sunday morning we took advantage of being able to sleep in. After eating breakfast and prepping lunch, we headed to the church to pick up others and then to the bus station. Us girls were told to stay in the car until we knew which bus to get on. There were people everywhere. Talking, wanting to talk to us, wanting to sell us things. It reminded me of Paris and the people coming up to you on the streets.

We left the station around 3:30pm. A guy got on the bus with us and started preaching when the bus left the station. He stayed on for a few stops, collected an offering, and got off before the bus left Lusaka. I was excited that this 10 hour bus ride was on a charter bus! We had the back of the bus to ourselves and had a good conversation/Bible study about relationships. As it got dark, we broke off into smaller conversations and ate the dinner that we’d prepared earlier. In the middle of the trip, I got to experience a public bus stop restroom. You grab the amount of pink toilet paper you want before going into the bathroom. The toilets don’t flush. No trash can. They had soap! Pay 1,000 kwacha(Zambian currency) per person when leaving. Pretend you don’t speak English on your way on and off the bus so people don’t sell you anything, since we obviously didn’t speak the local languages.

As it got later, it seemed the movies that the bus driver was playing were getting louder, which made it difficult to sleep. I think I slept for an hour or two.

Our guest speaker on the bus