At the end of the week in Karuma we gave a presentation to
Tim, the RG staff, and most of the RG kids about our design. It was satisfying
to share what we had been working on all week with the people who would
ultimately enjoy what we had designed. It was a fun process. Since we were
leaving early the following morning, we said our goodbyes that night to
everyone we had met while on the trip. Also, I tried some sugar cane which was really good!
Early the next morning two vans picked up our group and
headed towards Murchison National Park where would drive through a game park on
our way back to Kampala. We saw a bunch of different kinds of antelope,
warthog, water buffalo, giraffe, and hippos.
We saw one elephant in the
distance but no lions unfortunately. Overall, it was a pretty cool experience. The
plan was to stop for lunch at a resort and have a good meal before heading
across the Nile to continue our journey. But while we were eating, the last
ferry left! Luckily our drivers got our vans onto the ferry without us and we
came after lunch via pontoon boat. It was awesome! Just like boating in Texas
except there are hippos underneath you. We played the song ‘pontoon’ before
getting off and heading to Murchison Falls as our last stop en route to
Kampala.
Murchison falls is hard to describe. Here are some pictures
so that hopefully you can get a sense of how powerful it is. It was a really
wild experience. And beautiful!
Finally we made it back to Kampala where we stayed at the
same small inn that we stayed in before leaving on our trip. Let me tell you, the
facilities here were much more appreciated the second time around!
We woke the next morning and made our way to a small coffee
shop for a debriefing time before we all went our separate ways. It was great
getting to hear what everyone had learned on the trip and what they hoped to
take back. I hoped to bring back a renewed sense of intentionality in my
pursuit of God and a commitment to prayer over where He wants me to go over
these next few years. (God seems to be making that clear with an acceptance
letter from Stanford, but no decisions have been made yet!) Anyways, this time
really helped give the week some closure and prepared me to go back home even
though that was still a few days away for me.
Afterwards, everyone went to the shops where we bought
souvenirs and trinkets for loved ones back home (and for ourselves). Then we
made one last stop at the eMi office before the volunteers left for the
airport. My boss, Justin, and I stayed in Kampala for a few extra days in order
to work more closely with the staff there on the project, attend our design
review, and get a sense of the office there. I also took a day off to go raft
the Nile with Christine and David. What an experience! I never thought I would
be able to say I rafted the Nile. Not to brag, but it truly is as epic as it
sounds. I have been white water rafting several times in the US and nothing
compares to this experience. I was telling my guide about my experience in
America, and he told me “an American class 5 equals an African class 2”. (Rapids
are ranked class 1 – 6, 6 being impassible, 1 being flat water). For further
reference, here is a picture of an African class 4 rapid (if you look closely
you can see us coming around the corner at the top of the rapid).
I just like this picture because it makes me look epic...
The way rafting the Nile works is that there are large pools
of flat water that you have to row across before hitting a large rapid that
separates the pools. A team of kayakers and safety rafts go down the rapids
before our boat. They then give the go ahead signal for us to come down the
rapid. They are there so that WHEN we get thrown out of the boat by the rapid
and everyone flows to somewhere across the Nile (which is over 400 meters wide
in some places), the kayakers can come get us and bring us back to our boat
safely. Everyone in our boat ended up being very thankful for this service.
When you get thrown out of the boat in the middle of a
rapid, it feels like what I would imagine going through a high powered washing
machine feels like. You have no idea which way is up, you can’t breathe, and you
can’t do anything about it. You feel a little like a ragdoll that can’t control
its limbs. First, you remember what your guide said: “Relax and don’t flail when
you get thrown out, the river will spit you out eventually.” Then, “try to get
your feet downstream and lay on your back.” This isn’t much help because I can’t
tell where my feet and back are let alone which way is “downstream.” After 2-3
seconds (feels like 10-15), relaxing becomes more difficult. After 4-5 seconds,
you start to panic but think that it’s going to be alright. After 6-7 seconds,
you forget relaxing and body orientation and start flailing for your life
because you didn’t get a good breath before being dunked and it feels like you’ve
been holding your breath for minutes on end anyways and think that your rafting
guide looks like a bum who doesn’t know what he’s talking about anyways. When
this doesn’t work over the course of 8-10 seconds, you relax again and begin to
accept your fate and thank God that you met Jesus before now. Then in the 11th
second, oxygen surges through your lungs, you see the light of day, and you thank
God as a large black man unceremoniously manhandles you onto the back of his
kayak.
Needless to say, it was awesome.
Here is a picture of our guide taking a big breath just before we go into the washing machine.
After a good meal and drinks at the end of the trip, we got
back onto a bus where we got to talk with a couple who were on another raft
(one that didn’t flip nearly as much as we did…). They were a really
interesting intellectual couple who we learned were in east Africa developing
an secular NGO that they had created. We talked with them about their NGO and their
life in Beijing (they live in Beijing) and our faith and shared the gospel with
them for the entirety of the 2 hour ride back. They seemed very interested in
what we had to say, so we exchanged emails and I sent them some resources they
could look at to get more information about Christianity. Please be praying for
them. I think that the Lord could do some big things in their life! That was
probably the most exciting part of the day.
This post is starting to get wordy, so I’ll try to keep it
short. We got back to the office, continued to work for the next couple days, said
our goodbyes and headed home back to the US. It was a really cool trip and I
can’t even begin to explain everything I learned. I hope that more will be made
clear through my next posts where I hope to take a more topical approach. After
all, the most exciting part of my internship to write about is probably over at
this point. I don’t know if I could handle anything more exciting anyways!
As always, thank you to my donors who have made this
possible. It has been an amazing experience. (Don’t worry, the Nile trip was on
my own dime)
Ryan