World Race Recap (Part 2)

 

I’m not even going to pretend like I know how to recap the last year. I’m not going to come close to what it entails through a few comments either. I believe I would need months of processing and writing to attempt to do so, however, as a glimpse I wanted to put together a few pictures from each country I visited and a brief description of what I did:

 

 

11 countries, 11 months, 1 backpack, 1 tent and a serious lack of personal hygiene.

11 months of living in poverty, 11 ministries, and 1 fractured heart from an amazing,

soul-searching year.

 

  1. Hyderabad, India: This is the month where my world came crashing down. Ok, maybe that’s a bit dramatic, but I can vouch for the saying that if anything could go wrong, it DID go wrong. Combatting cyclones and poisonous snakes, living in a village unfound a map, praying over every.single.person in every “nearby” village, running from the Indian FBI, having a contact that hated girl leaders (me), intense team drama, extremely limited clean water and… oh, let’s not forget the heat and rats and dirt. I dispised India, but there’s no doubt in my mind that I learned about myself, God and community in India more than all of the other 10 months combined.

 

 

Outside with some of the kids that had school in our living area

 

The beach about a mile from our church

 

Boys on bikes, watching the baptisms we instructed in the cow washing pond

 

Where all of our meals were made by the pastor’s wife and friend

 

Our tents inside the church we stayed at- to keep the rats from crawling on us

 

Teaching at the school

 

House visits and praying in a village we often spent 2 hours in a tuk tuk getting to

(notice how dirty we started looking)

 

Outdoor church service, something we did daily

 

Sitting on a “bench” in a tuk tuk. We often would have 12+ people to a tuk tuk

(smaller than a small car in America)

 

My team in India, getting ready to go to a local wedding

 

My Blog from India

 

  1. Kathmandu, Nepal: My FAVORITE month. Unsung Heroes month #2. Sometimes I wonder if Nepal was my favorite month because I was unsure if I’d ever escape India, but no one can deny the extreme beauty and amazing culture of Nepal. My team trekked into the Himalayas and talked to unreached people groups, encouraging them, sharing about God and teaching them not to use the land as a massive litter box (sanitary things, and such).

 

 

 

Up in the Himalayas with this little munchkin.

It was the first time we experienced cold weather on the Race

 

Overlooking Kathmandu from the Monkey Temple

 

Part of Kathmandu’s Monkey Temple. Hundreds of monkeys run wild here

 

Photo taken from the bus ride, into the Himalayas

 

My teammate Zach and I on a trek in the Himalayas

 

My teammate Karla and I, one cold morning in a tiny village in the Himalayas

 

Showing kids balloons for the first time

 

Kids that would hang outside of our little wood house in the Himalayas

 

Photo from the bus ride into the Himalayas

 

In Kathmandu, Nepal’s Capital

 

Our village in the Himalayas overlooked Tibet and Nepal

 

Freezing at night in our little mountain hut. The blue and white curtain served as our “window”

 

 Our team on the last day of trekking in the Himalayas

 

My First Blog from Nepal

My Second Blog from Nepal

 

  1. Chiang Mai, Thailand: My team and two other teams were paired up with YWAM and living in the top of a café in the popular city of Chiang Mai. This was our first month solely focused on getting trafficked girls from bars. I found this ministry was the closest linked to my soul and potential future plans. 

 

 

Hut at our first hostel in Thailand

 

Inside a temple in Chiang Mai

 

Riding elephants

 

Bamboo River Rafting

 

 

 

Going out for my birthday in Chiang Mai

 

 

Temples like this were all over Chiang Mai

 

 

Lighting lanterns on Christmas

 

Hiking to “Sticky Falls” on Christmas

 

Christmas day at “Sticky Falls,” where the rocks under the water were porous

and non-slippery to hike up and down 

 

Petting the elephant after my elephant ride

 

Part of our daytime ministry was painting

… or cleaning up all the paint we spilled on the floor

 

 

One of the few pictures taken of bar ministry-

Pictures were not taken to respect the identity of the girls

 

My Blog from Thailand

Owen Siebring’s Video from Thailand

 

 

 Part 3 is soon to come!