Road Trippin' Part 1
This past week I took a volunteer group of 50-60 year-olds to another semi-nearby city that has no Christian witness in it. This may sound like a blast, but I had my reservations before hitting the road.
To understand my apprehension, you have to know where I'm coming from. Before this past week, I had only been to this city one time. And the one time I did go, I wasn't overly impressed with the local population. Me and another team guy went down there last August and met a couple of guys. To make a long story short, they stole my partner's camera and ran away. With that in mind, I wasn't too enthusiastic about taking a group of 10 "tourists" over there for a week.
On Monday morning I drove the van over to the hotel and started the trip. We were going to be gone a week, so I stuffed my favorite and only backpack with t-shirts and underwear and hit the road. My guests weren't as economical, and fitting 15 trunks and 10 people took some doing. (Okay, it wasn't 15, but it was several). But, we got it all in there and hit the road.
It was an uneventful, and good, trip over there. The only weird thing is that my driving muscles were sore the next day. I'm not even kidding, my right forearm and my right foot were kind of sore. It's been about a year since I've driven regularly, and I guess my body has grown more used to bus-riding then car-driving.
After arriving in the city, we found the hotel and started unloading the mountain of luggage as people walked by and stared at the foreigners. No one tried to steal anything, at least. After a fun trip parking the van, I headed back to the hotel and wondered what kind of week we were going to have.
IS that pic some of the locals you encountered or is it from West Side Story?
Posted by
Anonymous |
12:35 PM
Yeah, that's from West Side Story...
Posted by
Follower |
2:07 PM