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The living room of the apartment where I was Their kitchenware. The spoons and knives are inside the drawers A view of the bedroom The kitchen. Shot taken from the outside of the apartment

Hotel Ixoras Kinshasa

381 de l_avenue Ixoras, Place commerciale 7eme rue Residentiel Commune de Limete Kinshasa, Congo - The Dem. Repub.

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Orphan Story

A travel blog entry by jenniferabbott

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... cared for. About 3 years ago, on Christmas Day, a woman happened upon a baby boy (of maybe 1 year old) that was being stoned. Yes, I said being STONED...... adult people were throwing rocks at him and were going to continue to do so until he died. They were stoning him because he had been accused of being a warlock..... a male witch..... and bringing bad luck. This lady snatched him up and took him to ...

"Adventures With Jennifer"

A travel blog entry by jenniferabbott

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Tomorrow we shall have another "Adventures with Jennifer" day when I take my friends by the hand and make them go out with me to do "stuff" around town. I'm feeling a sense of urgency since I have just a few weeks left here. I have a lot to do and see before I go. Today there were riots and shootings again here in Kinshasa. Things are heating up with the elections drawing near. I am thankful that we will be leaving ...

Sabbath in Kinshasa

A travel blog entry by joelmeeker

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... of me. I felt I was traveling in a mobile shrubbery.

It wasn’t far to the hall, and we soon arrived. Greeting everyone as I entered, I shook hands all around and we quickly prepared for services which started about 10:15. We sang some of our traditional hymns and, after the opening prayer, Justin gave a sermonette about something God requires of us, faith, confirmed by works. He spoke in Lingala, but would throw in a paragraph ...

Kinshasa second day

A travel blog entry by joelmeeker

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... with them, they cut you, maybe an arm off” Jacob said. And in other parts of town there are uniformed policemen or soldiers armed with rifles who rob people. “They clean people out completely, poor people!” Justin said with indignation. That’s the sad state of much of the world: the strong preying on those who can’t defend themselves. I expressed to them that when we see how mean and evil things can be in this world, ...

Long day's journey into night, and morning

A travel blog entry by joelmeeker

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... walked to it. It was a very old car; it also did the “shake rattle and roll” as we wove through traffic, stiflingly hot air blowing through the open windows, toward the city center.

About halfway to our destination, we ran out of gas. Taxi drivers often rent the cars they drive by the day. They pay a set price, and whatever they can make beyond that amount for the day, is what they take home. Any gas is left in the tank at the end of the day is forfeit, the ...

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