Monday - Day 6 Part II
Part one is done until noon was the last blog post I was able to do while having internet. So, as that one only covers till noon, here is the rest of the day.
We drove for the last time away from the Santana’s house to head over to the apartment, there we were to meet up with the Grove-Raimundo group. At one point on the drive we stopped and our driver got out, it was a bit scary being 7 english only speakers and not having a highly protective spanish speaker with us, even if we were locked inside the van in the day light.
Once at the apartment we re-arranged all the luggage. Stuffing everyone into the van and ford we began our long drive. After a few moments, the extroverts in the middle row couldn’t handle it anymore and decided they would have their “introvert moment” for journaling. By this, they talked about being introverted, they talked about journaling, they kinda scribbled notes between spoken sentences. I sat by Katy, and thus ended up in the back rows of the introverts. It was a rather entertaining “introverted moment” to LISTEN to and watch.
Throughout this drive both Joanna and Tim took turns sleeping on KHB. I was so glad that I brought her to be so helpful to the team! Another part of how fun and selfless the whole group was, we took turns giving each other massages. It happened almost every time someone stood/sat still long enough for someone to walk over.
No trip to Jarabacoa is ever complete without a stop at Típico Bonao for lunch! It’s a group favorite.
I ordered (or shared a neighbor’s dish of):
- Fish,
- Chivo,
- Tostones,
After spending a long time there, we finished our drive up to Jarabacoa. Once we had unloaded, we hiked a lil bit, then sang songs in the dark of the night. It was precious to sing hymns on the mountain top.
Colossians 4:2-4
“Continue steadfastly in prayer, being watchful in it with thanksgiving. At the same time, pray also for us, that God may open to us a door for the word, to declare the mystery of Christ, on account of which I am in prison."
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