A small chance

I am writing in the dark as the power went off about 30 minutes ago.  Not sure if it will come on tonight or not; this is the longest since we've been here that the power has been off.  We're good, though, with one flashlight and one headlamp; we're sharin' folk.

Here is what we woke up to this morning, the view off of the guesthouse porch.

This is a time of updates.  I'll see if I can remember it all.  First, Nate returned home in one piece from whitewater rafting.  He had a blast!  And did not see any crocs while rafting, but on the drive home when they crossed the bridge over the Nile they saw a big daddy croc on a rock.  They were dumped twice but survived the biggest rapid of them all- the Silverback.  It was actually bigger than The Bad Place, believe it or not.  (TBP was not on their run as there weren't enough people in their boat to paddle for a full day.)  I thought you all might enjoy a picture of Nate roughing it in Uganda (top left).

Yesterday Maren and I went to the pavilion with jump ropes and sweeties in hand.  Remember this post?  I couldn't get the turning motions down for Double Dutch, but we did single jump roping with long ropes.  The kids also taught us a game called Jump the River where two longs ropes are lined up maybe six inches apart to start with and after everyone in the group clears the ropes in a single jump the ropes are separated until only one person can span the distance.  I'm pretty sure I saw some future Olympian long jumpers.

Then today we were up early and on our way to the Embassy.  All of the paperwork was submitted in preparation for our interview at the Embassy at 2pm on Monday.  After speaking with the representative we found out that there is a small chance that our visa will be ready to pick up on Tuesday at the close of business.  She did not say it was impossible.  We're holding out on changing our tickets until Tuesday morning.  Bigger things have been accomplished in this journey to bring Patricia home in the name of Jehovah Jireh.   

We went to the mall and did a little more shopping- February bunco prizes are now complete!  I don't think anyone is going to walk away upset.  We picked up some groceries, and while we were waiting for the others in our group, Maren and Patricia were doing some of this.  Can we just agree that some things span all people groups and nations and generations?  They didn't know the same songs, but the concept was there.

Going to Kampala (two hours away) is a full day adventure, every time.  Today was no exception as we returned home twelve hours later.  Are you surprised to hear that dinner was cold cereal and peanut butter sandwiches?  Now the decision is whether to brave the showers since the water will most likely be cold without power.  For the dirty girls, they don't have a choice.  I think Nate and I will hold out until tomorrow.  Sweet dreams!

Love,
Kim