Arriving in Lesotho - and immediately to our host family

Wednesday, October 8th was arrival day in Maseru. This being so after a 15 hour flight from JFK and another hour flight from Jo'burg (that is short for Johannesburg) to Maseru, followed by a two hour bus ride to our training village. We were greeted by all of the M'e's of the village singing and dancing to welcome our arrival followed with a prayer and a welcome message from the "Chief" Femme of the village. We then were joined one by one with our M'e's and giving our new name. Mine is Lerato, which means love. I am honored to be with my M'e Mameomile as she is an absolute hoot and I have decided that she is somewhat of a "token" in the village as everyone laughs and giggles when they hear that I am Lerato MORIE. Clearly being a MORIE has some connotation and whatever it is, it brings joy to everyone who hears it. I felt so very badly as I had WAY TOO MUCH luggage and M'e Mamomile had to cart it in a wheelbarrow. The truth is that I was missing one of the pieces of my luggage so there would have been even more had I had that piece of luggage. I felt as if it were very far but now that I have been venturing around a bit, it is one of the closest host family homes to the training sessions.