Monday, June 3, 2013


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 a suitcase.

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