Our first day in Congo we thought we would save the mission board some money by buying groceries at a store rather than eating out every meal.
Little did we know . . . dunh dunh dunnnnnnnh
Day one and two we spent with Yumba and the pastors of the CLCC. Yumba doesn’t like to waste the day. I started classes around 8am and continued till 5pm. By the time we returned to the hotel it was late and we were hungry we put off the grocery shopping.
Day three and four we had more time. We were working with Muzakuza and the ELCC. These days we didn’t start classes till the evening. This is because I assume the pastors were at work during the day and not able to come till the evening. On these days we went looking for the “super market” but were very perplexed. We did ask for directions but couldn’t find anything in the area we were pointed to. Remember that everyone speaks French in the DRC and so communication was iffy. We found out later that these days were a national holiday, on which their former leader had died.
On Friday I found a grocery store of sorts but it was small and didn’t really have the kind of things you can keep in hotel fridge and use to make your own lunch. So at this point we le the idea drop.
Sunday evening we ran across a real super market. I tried to take a picture but the security guards made me delete it. Apparently Super Markets are a serious potential security risk. At this point we only had a day and half left in the DRC so there wasn’t much point anymore.
Hopefully we are prepared now for our next visit.