If you have followed my entire World Race trip, you know that I blog often. I am very close to a “twice-a-week / if not more” blogger. You would think I covered most of my trip in these blogs.
However, I did keep some things out of my blogs whether it was because they were not blog-worthy or because I wanted to keep a few secrets… I have 11 of those things to share with you now. Enjoy. 🙂
Month 1: At one time, I had 388 bug bites on my arms/legs/feet. We counted/used a calculator.
Month 2: I practiced 3 days of complete silence and learned more about my voice than I have ever in my entire life.
Month 3: I got tattooed!
Month 4: I woke up one day and begged God for a day without love. I was sick of love. I was sick of learning about love. I was tired of loving my team. I was just … done with love. I’m pretty certain God just laughed at me. I became annoyed with how much God pursued me with His love that day…
Month 5: While walking home from town with JD, I told him that I had seen too much. God had shown me too much of Himself for me to ever deny His existence ever again. Praise the Lord.
Month 6: I burned my right leg on a motorbike on the way downtown one day. The burn was small, but looked like a cigarette burn & has left a nasty scar….
Month 7: 
I met my best friend on the World Race. We clicked almost instantly. I spent as much of my free time as possible hanging out at Harriet’s house. I became part of her family. Her daughter called me Auntie and would run to hug me whenever I was near their home. Harriet took me to meet her two sons at their boarding school — I visited them multiple times. Harriet is a single mom and an amazing woman.
She is hilarious, has an awesome testimony, and is seriously an amazing friend. We laughed, cried, and everything in between together. She prayed for me and encouraged me when I was super nervous about my job interview. Saying goodbye to her at the end of the month tore me up. We both cried way too much. I am so thankful that God gave me such an incredible friend & sister in Harriet.
Month 8: I spent Easter in bed … and in the hospital. Found out I had a little parasite. I named him Tommy the Tummy Worm. He is definitely a loyal friend. No matter how many times I have tried to get rid of him, he keeps coming back…
Month 9: I got my nose pierced in Nepal — and then it got infected & my entire nostril was swollen shut. I took it out. Bummer.
Month 10: The US Navy came to town for a few days. Bethany, Carmen, and I went out one night to meet some of the men. Of course we found some while eating soft-served ice cream at McDonald’s. It was so nice to hear American English and talk about home with them.
Month 11: We had a playground in the back-backyard of our compound. I would shamelessly hide back there & swing. Almost every day. 🙂
There ya have it. The rest of the story. 🙂
