Sunday, May 12, 2013
It
normally takes us 1 ½ hours to get from our house to Yuty, but today it took us
double. It rained all last night and
when it rains here the roads get nasty.
We knew what we were getting into.
Jeff dressed in ripped jeans and a stained undershirt; he grabbed his
rubber boots. The shovel and tow rope
were packed under the seat. We made sure
our cell phones were charged. Yes, we
knew what we were getting into and normally we wouldn’t tempt faint and be near
so adventurous but it was a chance to hang out with our team and we love to
hang out with our team.
Sure
enough, we slipped and slid and fishtailed all over the road. Jeff had to get out multiple times to dig
around the tires. We were stuck on one
hill close to an hour while Jeff tried to make tracks for the car to
follow. Another time we got completely
perpendicular in the road. We were so
thankful to see our team mates at that time coming from behind. They offered us a hand (in the form of a tow
rope). We caravanned the rest of the way
picking up another team mate along the way.
We
didn’t dare come back that night after the party less we repeat the day’s
events in the dark. Instead we crashed
at our team mate’s house.
Did I mention that this was Mother’s Day? Some families get dressed up for church. Our family gets dressed for muddin’. Oh the adventure of living in Paraguay. 
Josiah sleeping at
teammate’s house...in a suitcase.
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