I got to the Javier and Roxana’s at just gone midday, it was great to be able to have a shower and smell clean again. Sitting on a bus for many, many hours you don’t usually get that clean feeling. It was great to meet up with Javier and Roxana again, I had really missed them and it was great to link up again. read more…
Well my journey from Peru was quite a long one and I am glad to be back in Cochabamba now.
My journey consisted of a 8 and a half hour journey from Arequipa, Peru - Desaguardero (Border with Bolivia). I got to the border at 4am which was not too fun, they allowed us to stay on and sleep until 5:30am which was a bit nicer of them. Then we had to queue up outside the immigration office until 7:30am and it was cold really cold. The cold that I am talking about is a humid cold so it gets you right down to the bone.
Well tomorrow will be my last day in Peru, it has been a great time. I have really enjoyed spending time with Edu and Esme, they have both been really amazing hosts and looked after me well. I didnt’ want to run about here and there seeing everything in the surrounding areas because I needed a bit of a rest. I was able to see a few things in the centre and visit some missionaries. Yesterday I was able to meet up with Markus and Monika Volker who I was orientation with 4 years ago. They have been here in Arequipa since working with churches and a bible college. read more…
After 22 hours of non-stop travel, I made it to Peru. During the journey when over the border and driving through the night to Arequipa I thought that the mountains would never end. I think that it was about 4 hours of non-stop mountains. It was really beautiful but for a while I was really hoping to see the bright city lights. read more…
On my last day in Sucre I was able to go to the prison with Len Tan another SIM missionary working in Sucre. Len on a weekly basis as part of his ministry will go into the prison to have bible studies with the inmates that ask for him. The prison was well manned but just didnt seem as secure as some of the prisons we see in Britain today. After being asked for my passport details and handing over my phone we went in. read more…
Sucre was a great experience for me, I saw that there is such a real need there like I had not seen in the other places that I have visited in Bolivia. For childrens ministry out in the countryside there is pretty much nothing. Even in churches the children are seen more as a hindrance than a gift from God. From what I have been told childrens ministry consists of them singing a few songs with them and teaching them a bible verse. Which is all well and good, but they are really missing out on the real meat of the gospel. read more…
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- The Bridge to the camp
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- Road to the restaurant in the jungle
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- A furry friend at the restaurant
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- Seeing Gods beauty in the jungle
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- The faithful van that got us to Las Yungas and back safely
I am in Sucre at the moment, it is a beautiful city with many needs. I was able to go to a “hora Feliz” (Happy hour). I met a pastor in the morning and I was invited to go in the afternoon. What happens is, the pastor and another lady will go right out into the country. It is in the middle of nowhere, there is a concrete football court where many of the children congregate. So what they usually do is take some footballs and play football for an hour. Then after they have the opportunity to share the gospel.
Please remember Bolivia in your prayers today, we are not allowed to go to church today due to the voting. It is stated that people are not allowed to meet in bigger groups than 10 people.
The next day, because it was the American groups last couple of days we decided to go to Lake Titicaca, it really is a beautiful lake with lots of fish which we had for lunch. We were shown some of the reed boats that these Bolivian brothers had made, these boats have done expeditions for thousands of miles, I was surprised that they had gone that far, I didn’t think that they could have stood up to the strong winds and powerful waves. The guy who had made these boats had a few alpacas and vicuña’s (both are llama like). But one of them took a disliking to me and I had my first experience of a vicuña spitting at me. Luckily he was an extremely bad shot and it went over my head.
