I woke up wondering who the heck turned the lights on only to find out that it was in fact the sun shining through my skylight that woke me up at 5:30 am.
We saw some meat-tenderizing being done with a large rock.
Lyndsee had so many bug bites on her legs (30 on one, 26 on the other) and her legs were literally turning purple/blue except in the areas where the bites were red and white.
We cleaned out some rooms at the orphanage in one of their new buildings and used a Styrofoam block that looked like it belonged in a TV box as a squeegee (very effective).
I read a good chunk of the Gospel of John.
I saw at least 3 spiders larger than quarters.
We watched Jeremias paint a section of a purple wall in one of the houses a light yellow color for the sole purpose of being able to project important things like the big Peru versus Colombia soccer game that night.
I walked up the road a ways so Paxtyn could see and try to pet the horses (I think she only managed to pet a mule).
I sat/stood on Lyndsee’s shoulders to hang a clothesline from the beams on our “porch.”
Four of us took the hike into the town (about 40 minutes uphill) following a small group of horses.
Monica rode a horse belonging to a little old lady named Cecelia.
We met Elizabeth, a young woman working in the “best-stocked store” (still very limited), who wanted to learn English.
We discovered that wifi does in fact, not exist in said town.
We somehow worked out a deal with a local hostel/restaurant where the owner’s son showed us how to share internet from his mother’s phone so that we could connect to it. He spoke English but was leaving the next day for about 2 weeks so he showed us how to use his mother’s phone and said we could come by whenever to get some food, coffee, or tea and use the wifi. Definitely one of the strangest encounters of my life but there’s a chance that if you are reading this blog and it is still October, that it was posted from said strange wifi situation.
We were run off the path by a herd of cows on our way back to the orphanage and I have never heard the sounds some of them were making.
An older gentleman from the village insisted that we were going the wrong way home when we continued on a footpath rather than the road.
We, and by we, I mean everyone at the orphanage, ate chocolate cake for dinner.
We watched Peru versus Colombia on the newly painted, yellow wall with everyone at the orphanage. There was A LOT of red and white face paint.
I killed a scorpion in my room that was underneath my bag.
Then it was finally time for the day to end. Needless to say, we had quite the adventure even though it was just our first day of ministry and not an adventure day. This month is going to be wild and wonderful and I wouldn’t have it any other way!
