Part of our ministry here has been discipleship with the local kids and youth in our neighborhood. Every week we load up a bus and take them to play soccer! It's great relationship building and language time as a family. Anyway, we went to the beach to play and guess who woke up the next morning with 58 sand flea bites on their arms alone!!!! ME. No one else got one bite- and we had 30 people with us! Oh man, i can not even explain how much these bad boys itch, so i won't. But they last for 4 days IF you don't scratch them, if you do- you are in for it-they spread! (Oh the thought makes me itch) So this experience has freaked me out that i am going to be eaten up in Yembi (that's the tribe). And Ruben (our language helper) told us to be ready for the leeches! I was like no way, but come to find out there really are leeches all over the jungle.
Tonight we found out that Yembi's air strip is flooded. We are going to fly into a neighboring tribe and then take a 3 hour boat ride up to Yembi...at peak malaria time! I am looking at it as an opportunity to get this malaria thing out of the way, then focus on orientation. So watch for my malaria post...
Paisley is growing up! (Funny story: Ruben called Paisley "Princess" one day and she turned to us and said with total excitement "how did he know?"...got to love these moments.)
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Two words: bug spray. Every day. Julie and I didn't leave the house without it. You get used to the burning after a while....
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