A Miraculous Article ( miraculous because Roy wrote it!)

Well, I thought that I should take a little time and record some of my initial thoughts after arriving here at Lay Klo Yaw School in Thailand.
This school is located on the Thailand/Burma border, surrounded by beautiful mountains with a river meandering between. It is a very lovely spot.
Paul and Lena Adams are doing a wonderful job providing an education, and medical help for the students and village dwellers.
There are a few things that I have to comment on concerning the driving habits over here.
Our Taxi driver from Seim Reap Cambodia to the Thailand border was quite a driver. He must have thought that we were very important people and in a terrible hurry. Going 110 in a 40 kilometer per hour zone seemed very appropriate to him. Having a Thailand vehicle in Cambodia the driver thought it necessary to drive in the center of the road to better see passing opportunities ahead. ( Thai cars have the steering wheel on the wrong side of the car, Cambodian cars are normal) The no honking signs seemed to inspire a barrage of incessant honking. He seemed to think that anyone in earshot of his horn needed to be beeped at. There was no lack of people to honk at on the road. Bicycles and motorbikes, tuktuks and tractors, trailers that look like they are being pulled by a troy built minus the tines, clutter the road and shoulder. They seemed to mostly go the right way on the road although not always. On the shoulder, driving either direction seemed to be permitted. Of course when you throw in pedestrians and cars and VIP’s in the middle of the road, transportation becomes a very exciting ordeal!
From the Thailand/Cambodia border we took a bus to Bangkok which seemed less eventful. By beholding it is amazing how fast we are changed! I am so amazed how close a large bus can get to the other vehicle without rearranging the front of the bus or the rear of the vehicle.
Taking the overnight bus from Bangkok to May Sot we were able to get a little rest. Climbing some very high mountains in the early hours proved interesting. Our bus went around many a blind corner on the wrong side of the road. No need to slow down for a large truck if there is a little unused pavement on the road!
Well, we arrived safely about 1:30 p.m. on Friday at this beautiful place in the mountains. I believe there are lots of spiritual lessons that we could learn from our traveling excursions.
I saw a lot of police, but they seemed to do nothing about clear violations. A stop sign here clearly does not mean stop. To have many rules but never expecting people to obey them is disastrous for any society. In a family it is very harmful. In the church this philosophy does untold harm. It appears that unless it is actively combated it will work its way into the church.

Great Spider Advice

This is some good advice that I just got from Ben. I thought that I would share it with you just in case you have the same problems that I do! So, for those of you that have wrong thinking patterns like I do, we can all work on this together! So, here it goes…. next time you see a spider, THINK FOOD!

“Remember mom, if you want to reach people with the gospel, you have to think
like them. Without understanding their culture, you can never understand
them. So, that means that you need to stop being afraid of creepy crawlies.
In fact, instead of thinking of them as creepy crawlies, you need to think
of them as food that hasn’t been cooked yet! (That doesn’t mean joining them
in eating creepy crawlies, that just means understanding them and looking at
it from their perspective)”

Got it everyone? Don’t scream, don’t run away, just get out the frying pan. Oh wait, he said that we don’t have to actually eat it, just think of it as uncooked food. Stop laughing! I am in earnest about this. I am going to be over here for a while, and it is a necessity to learn to think right!

Tidbits

I am not sure of where to start this morning. Lots of little things happen here that I want to tell you about, but when I sit down to write I can’t remember what they were! I guess I can start with the spider episode.
Yesterday Roy was not feeling well. I think that his electrolytes were off from all that work in the hot sun. ( I did the rehydration thing on him last night, and he is feeling better now) So, when I went into the bedroom, he was laying on the bed. He wordlessly pointed to the wall behind me, so I turned around to see what he was pointing at, and there…..on the wall…..in MY room…… was a HUGE spider!!!!! I tried to act calm and composed while leaping onto the bed and trying desperately to get the mosquito net over me while calling in the marines, special forces, and Andrew Tremaynne and Travis to come to my aid! Tremaynne reacted appropriately by saying that he was going to go get our large bug killing tennis racket, but Andrew calmly walked over to the spider, and said, “oh, it is just a good spider, they eat bugs and stuff and will not hurt you”. I told him in no uncertain terms that it was hurting me, since I was likely to die of a heart attack at any moment, but he was not impressed. He actually had the nerve to chase the spider into a crack where Tremaynne, who came bounding up the steps with his weapon in hand about then, could not kill it. Do you understand what that means????? It means that I don’t know where this spider on steroids is hiding, and he might come out again at any time!!!!! You guys are praying for me, aren’t you?
Yesterday we went shopping again. I wanted to get some more shorts for the guys, and some light weight skirts for me, since we will be leaving soon, and I know where to buy those things here. It is interesting. When you go to a shop for the first time, you have to really bargain for things. But, if you are loyal to your shop, when you go back, they always give you more at the same bargain price. So, you don’t have to haggle with them again. The place where I buy the shorts, the lady is really nice, and she speaks just enough English to be able to understand what I want. They are very nice shorts, and I get them for $4 a pair. So, I stocked up on those for Roy and Travis since they totally ruined a bunch of their clothes doing concrete. Then I went to a different place where I could buy skirts for me. The only problem was that I forgot to bargain with them! He told me the skirt cost $10, and I thought that sounded pretty cheap, so I just paid for it. Afterwards I realized my mistake! The guy thought that I was a pretty good customer with lots of money since I had not talked him down, so he tried to sell me a silk shirt. I was interested in the shirt, since I love silk, but I didn’t really want to spend any more money, so I tried to be polite, even though I was not all that interested. He was asking $24 for this shirt that was made at a local silk factory. But, as I did not jump at his offer, he kept lowering the price, until I bought the shirt for only $11. Wendy said that I could probably have talked him down more, but I didn’t mind that he made a little extra off of me since he worked so hard to do it! You would have thought that if I did not buy the shirt, I would have died on the spot or something. “Oh PLEASE madame, buy the shirt! You not like this color, then look at this color, you like???? Please, you must buy shirt!” How could I resist?
The Aussies left on Sabbath. They had a little farewell meeting that was really nice. I found out that their group is from Avondale Academy, and the kids had just graduated from the 12th grade a couple of weeks ago. This was their senior trip. They will be doing another project at an ICC orphanage, and then going on a backpacking tour of Lao for a month. They were a great group of people, and we really enjoyed working with them.
On Sabbath, Nareth came over to visit. He is in the 7th grade I think, and he is planning to be a pastor. By the way, grade level does not have much to do with age. Nareth is around 16 years old. His Dad is a Pastor, and he is really proud of his dad, you can tell. He and Andrew would like to travel around the country on bikes doing evangelism during school breaks. The only thing stopping them at this point is that Nareth does not have a bike. Can you imagine, $180 dollars stopping a young man from being able to get out and witness for the Lord? If anyone is interested in helping Nareth get a bicycle, just let me know.
Living here at the school is not short on danger. On Sabbath evening last week, when all the kids were out in front of the orphanage houses playing games, a couple of drunks with long, sharp swords came onto the school property looking for a fight. A couple of the boys had to run for their lives to keep from getting caught by these guys. (one of them was Nareth) We don’t go anywhere by ourselves at night anymore. It makes me thankful for the nice bars over all the windows here.
Roy and Travis are busily working on the trusses for the studio today. They did the engineering yesterday, and are making one truss so that the workers here can see how to do it. We are planning to leave for Thailand, maybe tomorrow or the next day. We want to travel through Lao on the way there so that we can get a longer visa. Since nobody has been that way that we know of, it should be quite interesting. So, if you don’t hear from me for a while, it is either because we are in transit, or because we are stuck in some far off location, totally broke because some poor Lao stole all our money! They say that the borders to Lao are ten times worse than the one coming into Cambodia. But, we can get a four month visa instead of a two week visa by going that way. Nothing like a bit of adventure, right?

Thanksgiving Day

Yesterday was thanksgiving, but I must say it was the warmest Thanksgiving that I remember! To celebrate, Wendy made us a pumpkin pie! She made it from scratch, and it took her most of the day, but I can guarantee that it was bigger than you would expect. It was at least one foot wide, and two feet long! And, it was really, really good! She made two pies actually, one for me and one for everyone else. Mine was not nearly as big, but that was ok with me since she made mine with coconut rice crust, which was really tasty. The guys ate almost the entire pie, there was just enough left for breakfast.
Andrew and I went shopping for Thanksgiving also. I needed to get more of those good rice cakes for breakfasts, and I also got all the stuff that Ben needed, and I was also working on the stuff that Gayle needed. We went to the pharmacy, and I have never seen anything like it! You walk in and every kind of prescription medicine you can imagine is on shelves all around you. You can get anything you want. The only hard part is asking for it! Andrew and I wanted to buy suture kits for Gayle, and so we tried to tell them what we wanted….they looked at us blankly. So, we tried to demonstrate sewing skin together….they gave us tape! So, then Andrew pointed to the seam on his shirt, then pointed to his arm. They finally got it! We were all so excited! Then, we had to ask for scalpels. Same thing all over again, we tried to get them to understand, and they just kept grabbing the wrong things. So, I finally remembered that Andrew had a pocket knife in his pocket, so we showed them that, and then they understood. We felt very accomplished when we finally left that store with the things that we needed!
The rest of Thanksgiving day, I sat in the hammock with my feet as high as possible. I don’t know why exactly, but my feet had swollen up just huge. So, I drank lots of water, and kept my feet up. I guess everyone needs a rest once in a while. I had plenty of time to be very thankful for such a nice, comfortable hammock!

The Floor Pour

Today was an amazing day! Today was the day designated to pour the floor for the studio. The requirements were that we pour a floor that would be completely smooth so as to be able to roll camera tripod thingys across it without bumping. We were to accomplish this with a bunch of inexperienced high school students, in hot humid weather, with only a cement mixer and a bunch of wheelbarrows. Some of us also had rubber boots, but most only had flip flops to wear, some went barefoot. The rubber gloves that were bought for this grand occasion did not even hold out the water, let alone concrete! The floor is at least 50 feet long, and maybe 30-40 feet wide. ( you contractors out there should be groaning about now) So, Roy spent the last couple of days designing a power screet using scrap metal, and pulleys, and an old power tool of some kind was mounted on it to do the shaking. To tell you the truth, even I thought that it would be nearly impossible, and I am usually pretty optimistic. Early this morning I started praying for all kinds of help and good character traits for my family and all those involved. The kids that are here had not impressed me as being hard workers……until today. Roy calculated it all out, and found that we would have to mix one mixer load every four minutes in order to get the job done in one day. Then, those with wheelbarrows would have to be able to carry all that mud to the floor and deposit it there. Next the power screet guys would have to get the cement where it was needed, use the screet and trowel behind the screet to get it as even as possible. Well, we not only did it, but we did it after having to replace the engine in the mixer first thing this morning, and then fix it again an hour or so later. It got dark before it was finished, so they had to string up lights so that we could work. There were several girls who pushed those wheelbarrows all day long right along with the guys. Did I mention that it was the hottest day I have seen here? This evening, it took on a party atmosphere, with the students coming in to cheer on each person pushing a wheelbarrow. There must have been around 50 people working hard all day long. This evening the cook loaded our entire supper onto the back of a flatbed truck and drove it over to the work site so that we would not have to quit working. Then, we ate in shifts. Right now, there are about 6 people working on finishing . They are having a really hard time because the bugs are attracted to the lights, and are flocking to our nice new floor in droves. So, it will be a smooth, but somewhat buggy floor! Oh well, I guess that is what we should expect in Asia! Even in the states, with power equipment made for the job, real trowels, cement trucks, and all the fixings, this still would have been a really big job. I am so thankful that I got to be a part of this. I think that working for the Lord, as a team with others, is the most fun you can possibly have in this world.

Cambodia

As I write, I am sitting in a hammock, swinging gently in the breeze from the open windows. There are geckos lurking in the corners, and huge spiders just waiting to jump out at me. Above me are open rafters, covered in old spider webs, and the rough wooden walls are also dirty with many webs. Tremaynne is sitting on a plastic mat near my hammock working on three digit multipliers, and Andrew is downstairs hand washing his laundry. The cat is sitting on the railing, looking for some unlucky gecko to come out, contributing to her supper. It is warmer today than it has been, but the breeze feels nice and cool. I can hear the squeak of the pump handle while Andrew gets water for his washing, and in the distance there are noisy monks, chanting over loud speakers.
Our house is a two story wooden affair. It is quite roomy, with two bathrooms and a kitchen, entry room, wash room, two bedrooms, and a loft area. All the windows have bars over them to keep the thieves out, which is a good thing, since I have already lost one persimmon to them. I left the food too close to the window, and when I returned, my precious persimmon was gone. Both toilets are the squat type, with a cement reservoir for water that you dump in the toilet to flush it. It is much better than what I have at home, but it takes a little getting used to. When the bathroom gets dirty, you just take a dipper full of water and throw it on the floor and swish it around with your feet. There is a little hole in the back wall that the water drains out of.
I have been given the job of being the cook’s helper this week. She does not speak English, so she shows me what she wants me to do, and then I do it, or at least I try to do it! This morning she showed me how to cut pineapple the way they do. It is very pretty when they are finished, but I had only done one when she took the knife away from me and set me to work on pealing onions instead. I guess my pineapple cutting is not quite up to her standards yet! They do all their cutting away from them, and I find it very hard to manage. But, the cook is very nice, and we get along well. Maybe I will be a first class Cambodian chef by the time I leave here? I have asked Tremaynne to describe the food for you as his writing assignment for today.
Roy and Travis are working on the studio, and it is a very frustrating job, to say the least. Every time they need something, they have to run all over the compound trying to find it. They have 35 Australians working for them, and trying to keep them all busy under these circumstances is a real character building experience. They have already sanded the outside of the building, and now they are painting it, while Roy and another crew are getting the main studio part ready to pour concrete for the floor tomorrow. Another crew is working on fixing the cement mixer so that they have a way to mix concrete in order to pour tomorrow!
Yesterday I attended two of Andrew’s classes. The first one was 7th grade Math, and the next was 7th grade geography. He did an excellent job of both, and I was really impressed with his teaching skills. I never thought of Andrew as being a teacher before, but I do now. His students are really cute. They call him “cher”, as in “teacher” the lazy way. They all look at me as if I were the 8th wonder of the world. They ask me how old I am and if I am not really Andrew’s sister, as I must be far too young to be his mother. Yep, I like these kids a lot! Many of the kids are HIV positive, and they have many health problems, but they are happy and very well taken care of.
I had been led to believe that it would be very hot and humid here. I have not found it to be that way at all! It is humid, at least compared to home, but not as bad as Texas. At night I get down right cold! The first night, I hardly slept at all, I was so cold, so the next night I tried wearing my fleece jacket….I was still cold! So, the third night I wore my fleece jacket, my only socks, and my warm pajamas, and Wendy brought me a wool blanket, now I am able to survive. Ben tried to warn me, but I thought that he was just crazy from being over here so long. I have not been here long at all, and yes, I can freeze at 75 degrees! So, if you happen to be sending packages over here, how about throwing in some warm clothing?
Shopping

Andrew and I decided that instead of eating at Tim and Wendy’s house for every meal, we would try to make at least one meal per day at home. We chose breakfast. So, the first thing to figure out was how to ride the motorbike. All I brought with me to wear was dresses, since that is the accepted thing for Karen women to wear. Wendy went and rummaged through some old suitcases that had been left here by other volunteers, and we found just the thing! Then, Andrew and I set off for town. The road going in is terribly rough, since it was washed out by the flooding a few weeks ago. Along the way are houses, chickens, and scrawny cows, naked children, hoards of motorbikes, bicycles and pedestrians. There are little shops along the way also. One might sell some gas in bottles for the motorbikes, or they might have coconuts, or other things. There is usually not a great variety at each shop. ( a shop is either just a cart, or a three sided shelter.) The traffic is really something! I have seen driving schools advertised here, and I am convinced that they are to teach people how to drive like maniacs! You can drive on the wrong side of the road, for instance, until you have a break in the traffic so that you can get over to your own side. If your horn does not work, you better not drive! So, we went to what they call the evening market. It is a bunch of stalls with everything imaginable to buy. It is very crowded and noisy, and incredibly dirty! People do not use trash cans there, so there is every imaginable kind of filth. We looked through all the things for sale, and then we go to someone and try to find out how much something costs. Andrew is pretty good at it, since he can speak quite a bit of Khmer. So, we find something we want, bargain for it, pay for it, and stuff it in Andrew’s backpack. Then, you go to the next stall, and do the whole process over again. Finding toilet paper was really challenging! It is not common here, to say the least. (it makes you not really want to shake people’s hands) The other interesting thing about the market is the professional beggars. They come right up to me and look really pathetic, and make all kinds of unintelligible sounds and try to get me to give them money. Since there are so many illegitimate beggars, it is better to give them food rather than money. But, the ones we met did not want food, just money! I learned my first Khmer word because of the beggars. Now when one of them comes up to me, I shake my head and look real sad and say “tday” in no uncertain terms! (tday means no) It took Andrew and I two shopping trips to find everything we needed just for breakfasts! Today we decided we are not going to town! It is much more quiet and peaceful here at the school.
The needs here in Cambodia are huge. There is so much need everywhere you look. But, after being here at the school for less than a week, I feel that the greatest need here is for teachers who will make a long term commitment, and that have very high standards. They also need to be people who are flexible, adventurous, and not afraid of creepy crawlies! (or at least able to accept the fact that the creepy crawlies live here , and sharing a house with them is a brave and sensible thing to do! Wendy says that I should think of them as friends….. FRIENDS??????) And, to round out the perfect teacher, they must be able to squat on the ground for long periods of time without keeling over. There are lots of people coming and going all the time, but in order to really reach the kids for the Lord, you have to be able to understand the language, and the culture. If there is a new teacher every few weeks, it is hard to get the continuity that is needed for the kids to be able to really learn. The second need that I have seen is the need for funding. Tim is trying to build this studio with very little money. Even in Cambodia, it takes a certain amount of money to accomplish things. But I am also seeing God provide for this school. Today Tim told us that the money came in for the roof of the studio! Roy will be engineering the trusses for it before we leave here. God is good.

The Trip
There is not a whole lot that I want to say about the trip itself. It was very long, very cramped, and very boring. We did not get window seats, and those that did have window seats closed their windows, so we could not see out at all. That part was pretty disappointing. The food was really good though, which I was not expecting. They fed us so well that we ate hardly anything that I had brought with us. It took 24 hours of travel to get to Bangkok. By that time I was so tired! We decided that next time, a good book is as important as anything that we bring. For you airplane junkies out there, the first plane was a little tiny turbo prop, the second was a 777, and the third was a two level 747. The second and third planes made up for the smallness of the first, they were huge!
First Impressions
My first impressions of Bangkok were sort of blurry. I don’t think that anything impressed me at all. It was like being in any other big city when you have not had much sleep in many days. It was dark and warm, but not too hot. What did leave a lasting impression on my mind was seeing Anna, Maria, and Micah waiting for us! I was never so happy to see someone in my life. They took us to where Lena was waiting. Gayle and Bradley were not able to come, and Paul and Josiah had stayed at the apartment since Josiah was sick.
The next morning, after sleeping maybe 4 hours, the first thing that really got my attention was the house plants! We were walking over to the cafeteria for breakfast, and there were houseplants all over the place outside! They had a whole bed of peace lilies. Now I know where all my plants came from! It was just beautiful. Lena had rented an apartment at Mission Hospital for us to stay in. There are 4 bedrooms, a kitchen, dining room, and living room. Plus two bathrooms with regular toilets in them! The only difference here is that there is no hot water in our bathroom. It took me a while to get up the courage to get in the shower, but I decided that it wasn’t that bad since it is hot in here. ( I chose not to turn on the air conditioning since I am tired of being cold.) Oh, the other difference here is the bed. It is very hard, and the pillow is hard also. But, the amazing thing is that I have had no trouble at all sleeping on it. It is much more comfortable than I thought it would be. It is like sleeping on a box springs.
The Food
The food is absolutely incredible! We ate in the cafeteria yesterday, and for breakfast we had rice with vegetables in it, and some sort of fruit that came with a little bag of stuff to dip it in. It seems to have consisted of salt, hot chili, and maybe sugar. But, it was pretty good when you dipped the fruit in it. The juice was fresh squeezed, I could tell! We could not always identify the kind of juice it was, but it sure is good! Then, they had these little plastic boxes with “fried mushrooms”. I looked at them for quite a while before deciding to try them. I love mushrooms, but these looked really different. I just decided to be brave and try all the new things that I could. Well, they tasted just like some sort of meat, maybe chicken. I was so impressed. I wish that I could get mushrooms to taste like that at home! Lunch was pretty much the same, but without the choice of fruit. Even Roy liked the food, which had me in a state of shock for hours!
The Little Truck That Wandered
In the afternoon of our first day, Lena decided that we needed to go to the mall and get our pictures taken for our Cambodian Visa. So, we all piled in the pickup, kids in the back, and headed out into the city of Bangkok. We had asked numerous questions so that we knew on the map right where to go. It was just up the street from the hospital, so it should be no problem to find it. Our first problem happened when we got to the gate of the Mission Hospital Compound and found that we could not turn the right direction to get out. So, no problem, we would just turn the other way, and then find a place to do a u-turn on up the road. So, we drove and drove and drove, and finally found a place to turn around. Then, we headed back towards the hospital going the right direction. Then we started looking for the right building. We kept driving and driving, trying to read the Thai signs along the way. Finally we got to a cross street that we could identify on the map, and found that somehow, we had gone way too far. So, we looked for another place to turn around. Finally, we thought we had one, and it turned out to be the entrance to the toll way and we could not turn around, but had to get on the toll way! To make a long story short, we wandered around Bangkok, seeing all the sights, taking in a great plenty of pollution, and have plenty of near misses by Kamikaze motorcyclists all along the way. You cannot imagine the joy of our trusty navigator and pilot when we finally found the right building, (with the help of our communications expert, Lena, who had called Marilee Kier on the phone numberless times to get help) Our joy was short lived when we went into the “Mall”. It is huge, and crowded, and has absolutely everything imaginable. Since our “short” trip had already taken an hour and a half, we were pretty tired, and were not all that well prepared for the bewildering assortment of shops. To make matters worse, I found out that my debit card would not work in the ATM machines. I don’t know what is wrong, but now I have to find some way of notifying the bank and getting it to work! It was supposed to be activated on Monday for overseas use, but it sure isn’t working yet! So, we got our pictures, and then headed back to the Hospital. Before I end this section, I will bravely try to describe the traffic from my point of view. It will be difficult, but I will try! We would be driving down the wrong side of the road, with our driver, Paul, sitting on the wrong side of the truck to drive, which is strange enough, but then you have to take into consideration what is happening outside the truck also. You can be driving down the road, and the opposing traffic suddenly decides that they do not have enough room on their side of the road, so they just come on over into our lane, and drive there. It makes perfect sense to them, I am sure, but it is a little unnerving to find that much traffic suddenly coming straight at you! Then, there are the motorcycles. Many of them had two people on them, a driver, and a girl in a mini skirt, sitting side saddle on the things, not even bothering to hang on or the decency to look concerned about her near death experience! They would weave themselves in and out between the cars and busses, weaving to miss the protruding mirrors, and dirt, so that they wouldn’t scrape the sides of the other vehicles. Well, it is pretty hard to explain it all. Maybe I can try to get some pictures.
Today we are leaving for Cambodia. We hired a van to take us to the border since that is the cheapest way for 4 people to travel there. It sounds nicer too, since they will come straight to our door to get us! So, we are up early, ready for our new adventure. I will try to keep you posted on the happenings of this day!
Cambodia trip

Now I know why Ben said not to try to go to Cambodia until we were well rested. He gave me a set of directions that was several pages long on exactly how to go about going to Cambodia. If only he had been with me! It is not that we didn’t have a good trip, it is just that everybody and their brother looks at you and thinks “rich American” and tries to get every bit of your hard earned money away from you! They did manage to get a lot of extra money from me, even though I tried to follow Ben’s directions.
The difference from Thailand to Cambodia is amazing. Thailand is modern and pretty well off. There are lots of really nice cars and fancy busses and houses. The people all carry cell phones and dress well. Cambodia on the other hand looks really poor in comparison. The people seem to be mostly farmers. We saw plastic tarps laid out on the ground next to the road in peoples yards covered with rice that they had just harvested. A lot of the houses are up on stilts. The country is very flat with an occasional hill sticking up in the middle of nowhere. There are lots of coconut trees, and banana trees. It looks like the perfect place to grow things.
It is not nearly as hot as I was expecting, and the humidity is not as bad either, although it does make you feel sticky. It reminds me of Texas or Arizona. There are not as many cars here, but way more motor bikes, and lots of Tuktuks. Everything looks very poor, until we got into Siem Reap. Coming in to town there are huge, very fancy hotels lining the road. I was told that this is a popular tourist destination. But, on the other side of town, the road was very bad, and there were no fancy places at all. It looked like the third world country that it is. Tim told us that the road had just washed out due to the flooding that they had a few weeks ago. The road coming to the school was certainly not a disappointment, it was just what I would expect in Asia, including wayward cows, scrawny chickens, dirty children, brave motor bike riders, and one old rickety missionary truck! ( Tim said that he would fix the truck when something actually falls off of it instead of just sounding like it is falling apart. )

On The Way

Today was the first day of our journey. We didn’t get very far! We started out by closing up the house, getting everything under cover to keep the snow from crushing things, and taking our cars to a lower elevation so that they will not get squished also. Now we are in Spokane, staying at a motel so that we can be ready to go early tomorrow morning. It seems almost unreal. It seems like we have looked forward to this for so long, it is hard to believe that tomorrow we actually take off. I am so blessed to have my family going with me, and Tremaynne also. It was hard for him to leave his family, but he is pretty excited now.  It is going to be a real education for all of us!

Hello world!

Welcome to our blog. We are leaving for S.E. Asia on November 16th.  Right now, we are in the process of packing, getting our house ready to leave all winter, finding babysitters for my plants, and setting up my blog. There is a lot to think of when leaving home for an extended period of time! We are all really excited about it. But, in case you need something to pray about, both of the boys came down with colds this morning, and just now I am beginning to feel a persistent irritation in my own throat! I am SURE that I am not getting sick, it is probably just the power of suggestion. Guess I will have to add taking GSE, and anything else I can think of , to my list of things to do.