In the Carpenter's Hands

This week has been very busy for us as our household goods finally arrived!! On Tuesday morning the shipping container arrived on a huge trailer. So huge, in fact, that it could not fit into our complex.

After verifying that the seal number on the container matched the number on our records, the container was opened and the unloading process began.

We were very blessed that our friend Vanessa and her daughter Saskia were able to come and play with the kids while Mike and I assisted the delivery guys. Saskia is 4 months old and I think Cash has a little crush on her.

While the boxes were coming in the house, Sadie kept running around yelling "toys, toys". The best toy of all that arrived....her pink Barbie Jeep. Sadie couldn't even wait for it to be unwrapped before she hopped in.

Sadie also enjoyed assisting with the unpacking process.

And 2 days later.....our car was released from the Embassy!! So here it is, what you've all been waiting for....green flames and all....our new Toyota Prado (AKA Land Cruiser).

When our stuff arrived, it was in huge wooden crates inside the container. As the crates were being torn opened, the movers would toss the wood aside. One of our favorite guards, Meck, approached me and asked if he could keep the wood. I told him he could. What did he want it for anyway, it was full of nails, split in some places and just not good quality wood. Back home we wouldn't have given a 2nd thought to piling all of that wood at the street for the trash truck to come and collect it.

Meck spent the next days painstakingly hammering out each nail, stacking the large pieces of plywood and separating the smaller 2x4's and 4x4's into piles. My curiosity got the best of me and I finally asked him what was he going to do with all of that wood. Meck's face lit up with pride. As he placed his hand on his chest he told me, "I have a house, it is my house." He was beaming. He then said, "But I have no roof on my house. With this wood I am going to put a roof on my house." I was instantly humbled. Here I was looking at this used plywood and what I saw was trash. When Meck looked at it, he saw hope and his future.

Later in the day, Meck presented us with a very special gift. He had used the wood and nails to make a garage for Sadie's car. Even though we offered, he would not accept any money for his labor. He simply told us, "it was my pleasure".

Daily life with the Dillon's

May ended with Audra heading back home. It was such a blessing to have her here as we learned the ropes and tried to settle in to our new life. I was very grateful to have her company each day. She was a huge help with the children, keeping the house cleaned, helping at meal times and just my general sanity. I can not imagine how newcomers make it without help. Thank you Audra!

As part of our move we were allowed to bring some of our personal belongings with us. We were allotted 3 shipments: a small amount by air, the bulk of our household goods by sea and a consumables shipment (grocery items that are either not available or very expensive here). We were told different stories about when each of these would arrive. The Embassy officially said that our air and consumables shipments would take 2-4 weeks. The shipping company told us it would be there within a few days of our arrival, and might even beat us here. Much to our dismay, the Embassy was right. Although we packed a lot in our 12 suitcases, we were counting on having our air shipment sooner than later. Paperwork, customs forms, the Embassy, the shipping company, the delivery guys…all had to get on the same page. After hearing 6 different delivery days, our stuff finally arrived. We were all so excited. It was like Christmas in June. We received 38 boxes full of food, Sadie and Cash’s toys, towels, sheets, toiletries, etc. Sadie went crazy opening everything up. I’m not sure if she was more excited about the toys or the food. Every food box we would open she would say “I want that! I want that!”. Mike and I wanted it too. Over the next couple of days we enjoyed Pop Tarts, Kraft Mac & Cheese, chocolate chips, chocolate syrup (for chocolate milk), Lucky Charms, and Pam cooking spray (who knew!).

After it was all unpacked and put away, we were left with quite a mess of boxes and paper. What better use for shipping boxes than to make a house :)

We are still waiting on our sea shipment and the arrival of our car. Our car was ordered from Japan (online…a very strange process). We recently received notice that both are Dar. Our sea shipment is still at the port and will be released to the same delivery company that brought our air shipment. We are hopeful they will call us any day now with news that they are on the way to our house. As for the car, it has been released to the Embassy. We are waiting for the Embassy to register the car and put Diplomatic tags on it. After we have received our local driver’s licenses (a process we have started but not completed), we will be able to bring the car home.

We’ve now been in our house for 2 months. We are starting to settle into a routine, which is nice. Since our car isn’t here yet, Mike is still relying on the Embassy motorpool to get him to work each day. He usually gets picked up around 7:30am, though some mornings it’s been closer to 9:00am. He gets home around 5:00-5:30pm. On Friday’s the Embassy closes early, around 11:00am, so it’s a short day of work for everyone. I’m enjoying my time with the kids. Sadie has developed quite an imagination and it’s fun to watch her play. Cash is rolling over and growing so quickly. He’s starting eating solid foods, which is always an adventure.

We have hired some local household help. Peter is our gardener. He was hired by the Embassy to take care of our yard before we moved in. He is an amazingly hard worker and we quickly let him know that we wanted him to continue to work for us. We have a new appreciation for our American yard tools after watching Peter cut grass with a machete, trim hedges by hand and sweep the driveway with an old broom. We have also begun having Peter help us with other things, such as refilling our Cokes. All sodas are in glass bottles here. Once they are empty, you take them to the duka (a roadside stand) and exchange the empty bottles for full ones. Mike quickly found out how challenging that can be when he walked to the duka down the street and then had to carry back 24 full glass soda bottles.

We are still looking for help inside the house. We hired a housekeeper to come 2 ½ days a week. After 2 though she was offered full-time work by another family and she took it. So we’re back to square one and looking again. The whole notion of having household help is very foreign to me. It was hard for me to accept it at first, even though it is quite the norm here. Part of me feels like I am perfectly able to take care of my house on my own. But I will admit that I enjoyed the extra time that I had to play with my kids, spend with my husband and update this blog!

Exploring Dar, or at least our little peninsula, has been fun for us. As many of you know, we like to eat out…a lot. We have been pleased to find numerous good restaurants in our area. Some of our favorite dinners are at Zuane’s (an Italian restaurant with delicious wood-fired pizzas), Addis is Dar (Ethiopian food), Coral Beach (yummy seafood), George & Dragon (an Irish pub with real American-style hamburgers) and Thai Village. Our Saturday morning favorite is Epi D’or. It’s a very cute French bakery and restaurant within walking distance of our house. They have a little playground in the back too that Sadie loves. We’ve spent each Saturday morning there enjoying cappuccinos, chocolate crepes, waffles and croissants.

Hopefully after we have our car, we’ll be able to take more outings around town and post some more pictures.

Love in a box of raisins

*Disclaimer-The opinions expressed below are mine and do not represent the USG.

It has been a while since I have done an update. Here is what I have been doing lately. We are still having major issues in Tanzania with the shortage of testing supplies. The primary issue is that there is insufficient funding on a national level to do the amount of testing and treatment that is required. Roughly 95% of all funds to purchase testing supplies are from foreign donations. We’ve projected to meet 2011-2012 testing targets; there will be about a $9 million gap between what has been promised and what is needed. The tough decision is the same as in the US, what gets cut? Do you stop testing pregnant mothers when you can prevent transmission to their babies? Do you stop testing blood donations? Do you stop testing teens and young adults? Tough choices as they all have consequences for public health and the fight against HIV.

Last week I went to the Mbeya Zone which is in the Southwestern part of Tanzania along the borders of Zambia and Malawi. I wanted to see the effects of the stock shortages on different levels (Zonal, Regional, District, Health Center, and Dispensaries). In this zone, Walter Reed (a DoD partner) funds the majority of supplies so there were no shortages. It was interesting seeing the different testing capabilities at the different levels. The zonal lab can do microbiology, HIV testing, PCR, and high level tests.

At each level below, you lose capabilities so that when you reach the bottom level (Dispensary), you can only do rapid testing and outpatient medical care (which includes child birth). All higher level tests are done by waiting for someone to come to your village, collect the sample, deliver it to the higher labs which perform the testing and send test results back along the same path. It sometimes takes 4-8 weeks to receive a test result. The dispensary I visited tests roughly 10 pregnant women a month for HIV. They get about 1-2 HIV positive women usually a month. They had never had an infant test positive until the day we arrived when they got the first result back after a 6 week wait. The nurse now has to go find the mother (who is already HIV positive) in the village and inform her that her new baby also has it. With the foreign support that Tanzania is getting in antiretroviral medicines, the infant now can expect to live about 20 years if they stay on the medicines. Most of the women contract HIV from their husbands. A lot of men in this area are farmers and truck drivers. Malawi has a high HIV rate and being so close to the border; the village men are exposed and transmit it back to their wives and occasionally infants. This area (Kyela) has around a 15% infection rate. The average in Tanzania is under 5%. There is also a stigma in this area about men coming in for testing so it’s usually only the women and kids that get tested.

On a side note, Kyela is where most of the rice in Tanzania is grown. They were harvesting it while I was there. Because it is straight from the fields, when you use Kyela rice, you have to wash it and pick through it as it often has rocks and dirt. But it is good and fresh rice. My hotel was on a coffee plantation and I got to see coffee beans growing on shrubs.

I also got to spend the night in Mikumi on the way back and saw more animals. The lodge was in the park and the windows were wide open only covered by a screen mesh. The park people said lions would probably come by around midnight. What!?!? I did awaken at 4 am to the sounds of animals snorting outside my window. I suspect they were cape buffalo or wharthogs.

One thing I like most about my job is the site visits. Most of the labs are located at PMTCT (Prevention of Mother to Child Transmission) Sites so I get to see lots of mothers and their babies. I have never seen so many exposed boobs in my life (focus on making eye contact). I introduced a group of mothers and their kids to Golden Grahams which were a hit. At the zonal hospital (where it got down to 55F at night), I noticed that a lot of babies were wearing knit caps. When I left Monroe, a woman in our church asked us to look for her mission opportunities for the children to do at our church. I thought if these hats were given for free to new mothers, it would be a good mission. I finally saw a woman coming close with her baby and called her over. Through my driver, I asked her where she got the hat for her baby. She said that she had bought it on the street. I thanked her and offered her a small box of raisins. She asked “how much do I give him?” Since I am white, she thought I must be a medical doctor and was prescribing these for her son. Having never seen raisins, I had to tell her what they were and that they were a gift for her and not her baby. She should not give them to her baby as he might choke. She then told my driver the following story:

“This morning I was across town and went to church. I converted and accepted Jesus as my savior. I came all the way across town to come to this hospital with my baby and no one said a word to me today until I got here. This man called me over, asked about me and gave me a gift. I believe that God wanted to show me that he cared about me and sent this man as his messenger. “

How do you respond to that? Here I was looking for mission opportunities and she was looking for a sign from God. We came across each other through different means. All over a box of Sunmaid raisins.

Mungu akubariki- “God bless you”