The AACC Guesthouse

We were picked up at the airport by Pastor Amos and Randal (one of Steve's drivers... you'll learn more about Steve later.) They took us on the 20 minute drive to the AACC (All-African Conferance of Churches) Guesthouse, where we're staying.

I had seen a few pictures of Pastor Amos, who always has this goofy look on his face. I would always think to myself "Man, that dudes got a goofy look on his face." Well, I found out why... homeboy's goofier than old school white Jim Murphy, but able to become quite serious, when needed. Every bit just like I imagined him.

Pastor Amos

I then took a short tour of the place. Here's the building from the outside... don't let the pictures fool it... it's better than it looks..

Milk, anyone?

I then dropped off my bags and went back to the 'lobby' to meet back up with the guys.

Steve, our transport, who is the owner of Belkin Safari Adventures and on the commitee here for "Help the Least of These" later arrived. Steve's a good man. He runs a good business and makes a decent living doing it. He's an INCREDIBLE driver... which I found out was DESPERATLEY needed!

Steve... scary lookin' dude, huh!?!

We discussed what the plans would be for the next morning... then off to bed we went.

I, as usual, had a hard time trying to get to sleep. So I flipped on the tube, caught an episode of "Friends" (coincedntly, the SAME episode I watched just before I left the sates... "Smelly cat, smelly cat... what are they feeding you!?!), sorted my clothes, packed up my bag full of camera equipment and magic tricks, and ate a healthy beef jerky dinner.

I finally got sleepy at about 2am (8pm Ft. Myers time)... and got a few hours rest before having to wake up at 7:15 (local)... ready for my first full day in A-Freak-Ah!