I
just wanted to get out of the house and to do something different. I get cabin fever quite easily living in
rural Paraguay. Our town doesn’t boast much
entertainment. No restaurants or coffee
shops. No movie theaters or parks. No malls or shops of any kind. And on top of that, there’s no one in town to
hang out with. There’s a 10 mile stretch
of dark, bumpy, muddy road connecting me to closest team mate, Sarah.
The
roads are not safe to drive alone at night, but if our 2 female interns went
with me, we could make girls’ night a reality.
Plans were made and set into motion for us to leave after Bible study
Monday night. Since we finished a bit
early and the weather was chilly, Jeff decided to take 2 girls home who had
walked 3 miles to come. The interns and
I waited for Jeff’s return. We waited
and waited and just when I was about to call Jeff, he called to say that he was
stuck in mud up to the car door and our 4x4 wasn’t working. His efforts at digging out had been
futile. He was going to be awhile. Girls’ night was cancelled.
Tuesday
evening, try #2 for girls’ night was looking hopeful until huge storm clouds
rolled in at 6. At 7:00 the sky split
open and a torrential rain poured buckets and buckets on the land. Not wanting a repeat of Jeff’s experience the
night before, girls’ night was again cancelled.
With mid-week Bible study commitments and the roads not likely to be dry
any day soon, I am “stuck” in town. Good things cabin fever is a passing
ailment.
With a few of my (missionary) girlfriends
1 comment:
Oh, girlie, I'm so sorry. You holler and I'll bring you a portable girls night!!
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