Blog for Sunday October 23.
Now in Bangui.
We finally arrived in Bangui this morning at about 7AM local time. Local time is 8 hours ahead of Arizona time.
On Friday, Vernie and I traveled to Cincinnati from Phoenix. The flight actually arrived early so we had plenty of time. There we met Ray Hottle from Iowa and Bob Belohlovek, who is the leader of the team. Unfortunately, the other two members of the team did not receive their packets in time and were not able to join us. After a quick bite to eat, we boarded the flight to Paris.
This was the first of two very long flights. Delta is a pretty good airline but like most US airlines, they sure provide minimal meals. I was unable to sleep because it was still too early to my biological clock. I did get quite of bit of the Church Planting Movements book read though. We arrived in Paris around 9AM Saturday morning. The time there is 9 hours ahead of Arizona time or about midnight at home.
Bob was our guide and leader at the Paris airport and he led us down to a bus stop where a shuttle would take us to a room reserved for the day so that we could get some rest. We waited and waited and a shuttle never came to the stop where we waited. Bob was so sure that we were at the right place but finally we went looking for some assistance. To make a long story short, we had been waiting on the wrong side of the building, which incidentally looked exactly like the side where the hotel shuttle buses picked up. We then went to an Etap hotel to try to get some sleep.
I realized in a few hours that I have a big challenge sleeping in the same room with Vernie and Ray. I should have purchased decibel meter to see just how loud it got. In all seriousness, I do have difficulty sleeping in such a environment but I did get a few winks.
Bob took us to a restaurant adjacent to the hotel and we had a very good meal. There we met Steve Taylor and Ron ? from the Aiken Grace Brethren Church. They also were coming to Bangui to go to a church for some training. They are staying at the guest house where we are.
We went back to the airport for the next long leg of the trip. There was some concern when we were checking in at the gate when the attendant mentioned that the flight was overbooked. He waited and waited and finally got the green light to start issuing seat assignments.
Ray and I sat next to each other and were able to chat along the way. Well this is where Air France really beats the US airlines. During the night we got a full dinner and a full breakfast. Very good food. The flight attendants were extremely nice as well. I was able to get some sleep after the very good dinner.
Our flight stopped at N’Djamena, Chad before continuing to Bangui. We were directed to stay on the plane for the hour stopover. We then got to Bangui in about an hour. During that hour, a very good breakfast was served.
When we arrived and left the plane to walk to the very small terminal building, two things were quickly obvious. It was hot and humid and very unorganized. We went into a very crowded room where we were told to complete a customs form. After we did this, our host, Jim Hocking showed up and really took care of the official things necessary to get us in to CAR. The officials quickly confiscated the 7 trunks that were brought by the party and we gave Jim the keys and got our luggage and proceeded to the guest house.
All or our luggage had to be hand-checked by their officials as we were leaving. That went pretty smooth. Since we had been introduced to some of the local staff from ICDI, when these young men grabbed our luggage to take them to the car, I and at least Ray, figured they were also part of the staff. When we got to the car, we discovered that these men did this for some money. Since we just arrived, we had no money to tip them so there was some arguing between them and some of the ICDI staff and then we left in a car. I feel like it was wrong of be to assume that they were supposed to help. So that’s the first lesson of this visit to what is called a third world country.
Apparently, this flight from Paris and N’Djemena is the only one now arriving regularly here. There were hundreds of people waiting outside the terminal, probably to welcome friends or relatives that were arriving.
The drive from the airport to the guest house was interesting in itself. Its hard to describe the disorder of driving in such a place. Most of the roads are dirt. Any paved roads are full of pot holes so the drivers navigate around them. Very few traffic lights. Lots of pedestrians that just walk across the road like they have a death wish. Bob told us that since it is Sunday, its not too bad. We will have to see what its like during the week.
We settled in to the guest house and unpacked. I took the first of probably many cold showers. It is so humid here that it really felt good.
Later today, Bob is going to take us to the work site and we are going to try to send some email. Hopefully, I can email this and something to Sue.