In the midst of all this. I am trying to be mindful of wearing appropriate clothes for the weather as well as the culture. Somehow I don’t think my usual leggings will be conservative enough over there. Who knew I was such a provocative dresser in my everyday life. But here I am having a fashion show so Lissa can reassure me that my monk like clothing will be acceptable and not sweltering. I did buy a scarf to cover my hair when we go in the Mosuque.
Now the trick is to get all this into one carryon bag and one backpack. I refuse to take more than that. Ronnie B has converted me to being a minimalist on trips. Usually I also take half a suitcase of books to give away. This time I am only taking a handful. My kindle needs to be loaded with books I may or may not have time to read. We still need to get Cora to Mike and Deb’s in Flagstaff and share phone numbers with Thomas who is staying at our home. Just in case there is an emergency or if he needs to borrow a cup of sugar. Wait! I have plenty of sugar. The good news is I don’t have to pack all the lists I have created. Hopefully, there will be time to put away all I decide not to take so the spare room is uncluttered in case someone needs to spend a night or two while we are gone.
It is time to get excited with knowing all we will see and learn along the way. That I get to do this adventure with my Ronnie B and some good friends is the best part. When we are in Kenya visiting the orphanage that Tom Abungu runs, I will have the opportunity to do a workshop for the teachers there. All the little tricks that I used over decades of teaching need to be shared. I am grateful for the opportunity to give while we are there. This trip has layers of wonderful and I can’t wait for the adventure to begin. Thank you my Ronnie B for encouraging me to experience more than I ever would on my own. Africa here we come!
In Him,
Joyful
10-14-26










