And I'm in Africa.
Thursday 20 Nov 7:15 am
I'm up and showered - wearing a borrowed skirt from Becky and my own shirt (it matches!) and my bra and underwear that I washed out in the sink last night.
I slept okay - I was wide awake from 1:30 to 3:30 - but God granted me more sleep and I didn't wake up until my alarm went off at 6:30. My cell phone found service, so I'm able to use it for a watch/alarm. Pretty sure that will not be the case in Banta. We'll see.
It's pouring down rain this morning. I expect things to be quite muddy. There was thick red dirt right as we came out ot the airport last night - can't imagine how messy that will be with all this rain.
I got to talk to Asia briefly last night to tell him I had arrived safely. I feel badly that I told him about my missing bag. I wish I could tell him that I'm okay with it. I certainly want my stuff back, but I totally feel okay with it. I'm embracing my two little pair of underwear and my borrowed skirt. I'm sure that is God's answer to Asia's prayers, so it's good I told him, I suppose.
Chris just knocked on my door to be sure I was up. When I opened it, it was like a sauna in the hall. Totally - a sauna. And I'm not exaggerating.
Time for breakfast.
The hotel restaurant where we ate dinner the night before and breakfast before we headed out for Banta.