accommodate 8 people. Perfect for our team of 16. Liz’s Kombi, better known as Big Dirty is
much more challenged than Neil’s Little Princess. Big Dirty never quite got the
hang of accelerating. He has lots of trouble making up the big mountainous
hills of Swaziland. Little Princess is more of an easy ride, and was taught
well when acceleration was brought up. These babies take us everywhere and
anywhere from the hospital to the internet cafe’s so we can communicate with
you lovely people! One extra special
feature of Big Dirty is his seat’s ability to lean back. We have fit 12 people
in Big Dirty! 🙂 When only 8 of us are inside though, it provides for a somewhat
comfortable bed. Once in awhile his moon roof will open and we have the
pleasure of standing on the seat and sticking our heads out to see the
mountains a bit better.
The occasional desire to vomit also arises while Big Dirty struggles up the
hills. No one has yet experienced this, although many, including myself, have
come extremely close. It’s worse when (if any of you rode in the back of a
station wagon as a child know what I mean) you’re facing looking out the back
window. Luckily the whole team doesn’t suffer from car sickness!
I should also mention that the Kombi’s- aided with the right song on your
iPod- can provide many epic moments. Yes, epic. Everyday we drive through lush
green mountains and it’s almost always bright and sunny. It will never get old,
ever. Looking out the windows, realizing I’m in Africa, miles away from home,
that’s epic. How often will I be able to say or think that?
Along with that, I feel as though I could live absolutely anywhere after
this trip. If God brought me all the way to Africa and I can adjust and
survive, I know I can go anywhere.
the hospital. This Tuesday I was hesitant to go because I was missing Philile
& Hawida already. I almost felt bad for doing ministry somewhere else. When
the other group got back though, a couple of my team mates informed me that she
went home. I wasn’t sure to believe it was for good or not so on Thursday I
went and asked the other women in the children’s ward with their babies where they were. Surely
enough, Philile had gone home. Hawida does not have TB! Praise God! How good is
He? We pray, He uses that time for us to get even closer to him, and then He
answers our prayers better than we could have imagined.
Also, at the Hope House yesterday, I cooked my first Swazi meal for
Gogomanana practically by myself. Her caretaker Loveness refused to help once I
offered, haha! 🙂
I’m continually praying for you all at home. Your prayers are fueling my
work here so thank you. 😀
