Mon 4 Feb 2008
Well, Pastor Earl and I are in London.
With only two hours of sleep in the past 32 hours, I am tired and ready to sleep, but wanted to check in first.
This evening we received a driving tour from Kris, a local businessman who took some time out to show us around and grab dinner with us. London is a beautiful city, although the roads are confusing. Kris’ car has a navigation unit that he calls “Nelly”. And, even Nelly was confused. She sent us down dark alleys and ran us in circles on more than one occasion. After driving past Big Ben, West Minster Abbey (where Princess Di got married), the London Eye, Buckingham Palace, billboards for Fox’s show ‘Lost’, and The Vatican (I know…wrong city), we were tired and hungry.
We grabbed dinner at a very swanky Italian Restaurant called “ASK”. Good stuff. Yum!
Well, the reason we stopped in London on the way to Kenya was for a couple of meetings about getting the radio spots on the air in the UK. The main meeting is tomorrow. I am praying (and expecting that it will) that it goes well.
Talk to you soon. Maybe be able to add some pictures tomorrow.
Sean
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February 5th, 2008 at 1:47 pm
Following your progress
You were fortunate to be hosted on that tour from somebody local - that city is tough to navigate - most of the layout follows the line of the river - as you saw it’s no straight line. Secondly - it is beautifully old and modern day standards of layout and city planning are quite different.
Growing up in SA - I could never really understand why our car had a name. My Dad would always refer to the car by name and I guess my ancestral link to Scotland allows me to discover now, that this practice of naming inanimate objects is common in the British Isles. I find it fascinating and funny that the modern day navigation tools have attracted this practice too. I am not innocent - although my motivation may be more concentrated toward American marketing models - my “Hertz Neverlost” name has been changed to “Neverfound.” Oh well.
Prayers today for your success in meetings with your contacts in London.
I remember little of my Zulu language education as a child - but a favorite phrase was “Hamba kahle.” As is often the case in foreign languages, words have a deeper meaning - translated directly it means go (or travel) slowly. But it’s used to wish you safety as you go. Other branches of meaning get into “go well,” in other words go in good health.
God and peace with you as you go Sean.
Blessings Don