|Livingstone-Stanley rock in the village of Ujiji.|
|Looking down the river towards the lake|
|Livingstone ultimately died of malaria and dysentery at the age of 60.|
We continued on until we were told to park the truck, and then we got out and walked.
|The walk was sort of uphill, winding through little houses in a neighborhood alive with children.|
This was a beautiful area with a great view of the lake, very green, with red dirt like Hawaii's, many crude houses and huts and lots of friendly people.
We came to Junvenal's sister's house which was made of red mud inside and out. Her house is the one on the right.
When we entered the main room, we saw a woman lying on a woven mat on the red dirt floor. After greeting the family, Gary instructed Remy on how to anoint her head with the consecrated oil, and then Juvenal gave her a blessing to heal the sick.
On our walk back to the truck, we saw small herds of goats, green hillsides, lots of children, and we took in the beauty of where we were. I was struck with how blessed I am to be here, to be living in Africa, to be a part of these people's lives.