- My luggage was lost for four days, and I was way more worried about our TV production camera than I was fresh underwear.
I think before my next overseas adventure, I am going to get a carry-on pelican case (for the production camera) with enough room for a change of clothes. That way I don’t have to be that worried again about either.
- The next trip, I want to be a lot closer so more of our church can experience it.
- The next time I find my self with an hour and a half to walk through an ancient city, (see the Brussels from yesterday) I want a GPS.
- I actually ended up taking my Malaria meds one week late, I appreciate your continued prayers.
- I am ruined when it comes to building churches. Our 5th campus that was built on this trip in Kinyogori Kenya, East Africa filled my life with fire for why we foucs on the expansion of the church.
- I got took at the Masai Market, I mean took. I almost pride myself at being great at negotiating people in these markets down to a reasonable price. My plan has always been the same, walk through the entire market, don’t pick anything up or tell anyone what you are looking for, and walk away from every deal. If you have never been to such a market, it’s fun but this in no way is mean strategy. It is survival strategy.
So I am sticking with my plan and obeying my preset rules and a guy asks me my name.
I told him.
When he asked me what I did, I told him I was a pastor.
“Oh, Pastor,” he said. “It is an honor to have you at my booth. Please let me give you a gift.”
“No I will not take your gift,” I said.
“You will offend me if you don’t receive my gift,” he replied.
What do you say to that right?
So I took it and it was a soap stone hippo that I was eyeing for the boys.
I expressed my gratitude and he said, “All I ask is that you come visit the rest of my booths and buy from me first,” which was a reasonable request so I agreed.
After looking through the rest of his booths, I decided that all I wanted was another hippo just the same.
When I asked him how much, he gave me (as they always do) an outlandish price, so I acted like I would going to walk away, and he came down and I went up.
I ended up paying 1000 shillings for 1 hippo ($12.00).
I knew it was too much, but I thought, well I got one for free so I am good.
Then I immediately went to another booth and asked for 2 hippos the same size.
They wanted 1200 for 2 and that was their start out price.
I think they typically sold for 200 shillings a piece.
I literally wanted to go back and hire this guy, because he was such a great marketer.
- I am so impressed with the work our missionaries are doing, they are all my heroes!