Our trip to Chabbaboma...
During our trip to Chabbaboma we ran into a number of difficulties. First, a bridge we needed to cross was completely flooded. We had to wait for an hour until the current began to settle down. The second bridge we faced had completely fallen in. So we had to build our own bridge along the side of the river to pass. Unfortunately, the first truck that tried our bridge got stuck in the mud, HA, so we ended up not using the bridge we make and having to transfer all our food, the mealie meal we were bringing to th
e people and our luggage across to the other side into a big blue truck that was heading to Chabbaboma and said they could take
us. After we loaded up the truck, we all piled in wherever we could fit and road the rest of the way there on top of this blue truck. By this time it was night fall (our original plan was to arrive in Chabbaboma at noon) and it had started to thunder and rain. Then, when we got to the last big hill the truck couldn't even make it up! HA! So we all had to pile out and push it up this hill. It was seriously an act of God that we were able to make it to Chabbaboma despite all these barriers... but it was so cool to see how all the Zambians and Americans together were able to defeat each problem that came our way. I've never seen anyone work so hard in my life than I did the people we met along our way... and I admire them for their determination and perseverance.
During our trip to Chabbaboma we ran into a number of difficulties. First, a bridge we needed to cross was completely flooded. We had to wait for an hour until the current began to settle down. The second bridge we faced had completely fallen in. So we had to build our own bridge along the side of the river to pass. Unfortunately, the first truck that tried our bridge got stuck in the mud, HA, so we ended up not using the bridge we make and having to transfer all our food, the mealie meal we were bringing to the people and our luggage across to the other side into a big blue truck that was heading to Chabbaboma and said they could take
us. After we loaded up the truck, we all piled in wherever we could fit and road the rest of the way there on top of this blue truck. By this time it was night fall (our original plan was to arrive in Chabbaboma at noon) and it had started to thunder and rain. Then, when we got to the last big hill the truck couldn't even make it up! HA! So we all had to pile out and push it up this hill. It was seriously an act of God that we were able to make it to Chabbaboma despite all these barriers... but it was so cool to see how all the Zambians and Americans together were able to defeat each problem that came our way. I've never seen anyone work so hard in my life than I did the people we met along our way... and I admire them for their determination and perseverance.
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