Paul Farmer talks of the need “to convert” in order to live and work in solidarity with the poor.
As it turns out, the family I am staying with is not Tanzanian poor. Yet, I am still in the process of conversion.
The house is built as a split, so I have my own doorway, sitting area, sleeping area and bathroom. Before you all get excited, let me rewind to my flight…
My flight was scheduled to leave at 11:30p from Dulles. When I got to the ticket counter, I was informed that the flight was delayed 2 hours because the flight crew “needed to rest for 24h before flying again”. Since I would miss my connecting flight in Turkey, the airline arranged for me to fly with another airline in the morning. I was also given a hotel room for the night. It was rather perfect actually – except that I had packed “so efficiently” that I ended up having to wear the same clothes again to the airport the next day. After about 18h of travel, plus an 8h time difference, I couldn’t wait to bathe and quite possibly burn the jeans that I travelled/lived in for 3 days!
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Right, so my jeans had lost all form, were damp with my sweat, and plastered to my legs from the heat of the sun in Tanzania. My hosts were thankfully there to greet me outside of the airport. I was taken to a hotel where I met my coordinator – we shall use that word very loosely and perhaps she should be named “your instant Tanzanian friend (rafiki)”. We then went to meet my host family and drop my luggage. My new rafiki then took me to lunch. When I was finally released from the gracious hospitality of my hosts, I headed directly into the bathroom… and I encountered a bucket filled with water and a cup.
Conversion… Hakuna Matata (no worries)