I’ve been in Tanzania for just over a month now. A few days ago, I thought of a word that best describes my life here. Literally, God lifted me out of my life in Canada with all its technology and appliances; a place that after all my years of living there had become familiar to me. Now I live in a kaleidoscope of sights and sounds, of new people, places and experiences. Now I have first-hand experience of what it means to come to a country where the culture and the language and the way of...

Thanks to Wikipedia for this photo. Leaving Dar es Salaam should’ve been easy: about a two-hour flight to Mwanza, a few hours’ drive through Bunda to Musoma to pick up my Residence Permit, then back to Bunda on the way to Mugeta. I arrived at the airport about nine am. Going through security should’ve been easy, after all, I’d flown across the Atlantic Ocean, part of Europe, over the Mediterranean Sea, followed the Nile River into Africa and safely arrived in Tanzania. During those many...

Photo by Hugo Ramos on Unsplash I’d been warned that flying December 24 from Toronto Pearson and then December 25 from Amsterdam to Dar es Salaam, Tanzania, would subject me to busy airports and crowds of people. In fact, Toronto Pearson staff gave me special care as did the staff at Amsterdam, and I heartily recommend flying KLM’s 787 for the comfort of the plane, the efficiency, expertise, and courtesy of the crew, and the delicious food they serve! Around me as I travelled, I heard...