Day one: Done

So, here I am in Harare, Zimbabwe with my buddy John. Nine hour time difference in the future, 95 percent unemployment, American dollar circulating, and the names of solid men we've met that I can't spell. Jephat met us at the airport and we spent the first night at his house. Now we're bunking up at the hands of hope office here in town with Gary, his wife, and Farri (sp.) All the stars are different down here, but I haven't seen any constalations yet cause the local dogs started to bark at us like we were intruders. We're in a brick building with a bit of grass property around us, enclosed by a fence, as is everything within the city limits. So far, I've learned how Cricket works and that they don't sell caterpillars at the market, but they do have corn flakes and axe body spray. It's been a day though, and my body hasn't fully adjusted yet, so I'm ending this post. John and I are well and healthy and fed and grateful for the prayer. God bless!