At Last!

I arrived in Maseru, Lesotho not too long ago and I am officially at the clinic where I will be working for the next month. Of course, the last leg of the journey was not without its complications - mainly, the flight was delayed and once we were allowed to board, my heart sank when we were taken to our connecting plane and I realized it was one of the tiny little express jets (the kind that only seats about 15 people, still has propellers, and looks so antiquated that it should be hanging in a museum somewhere)! There were only about 10 of us on the flight and by the time we landed, the turbulence on that aircraft had left my stomach permanently feeling like it was sitting next to my heart. I also tripped trying to manually climb down the stairs once we de-planed and then it hit me that I had never received confirmation that the driver from the clinic would pick me up. So I waited at the airport until they actually turned off the lights and asked me to step out (yes, we were the only flight arriving today). Fortunately just when I was about to panic, a vehicle showed up with the Baylor sign on it.

Aerial views of Maseru and the airport where I landed

I breathed a huge sigh of relief when I got into the SUV, not knowing that my driver would rival NYC cabbies, except that the added bonus here was driving on the opposite side of the road while steering clear of cattle and small children that appeared out of nowhere and crossed the street at random places. I just closed my eyes for the remainder of the ride and soon I was delivered at the clinic, still in one piece. I was embarassed to be introduced immediately to the clinic directors, as my disheveled appearance can be confused for someone who has been living under the freeway for weeks! My mother would totally disapprove...

Anyways, I'm here! Now to unpack and make the first grocery run...

Views on the drive from the airport to the clinic