Taking the back roads.

Well, I usually have nothing to say that is blog-worthy, but I wanted to share my adventure from this weekend with you.  It all started when we were going to take the University of Georgia team back to Lima from Huancayo.  The morning before we were to leave I heard that there were three rock slides that had blocked the main highway between these two towns.  After researching further, we found that this was true and we may not get through the next day on the bus.  Genaro, our Peruvian friend and fellow worker, found 2 vans that could carry all 17 of us and our luggage on a different route over the mountains.

We started our journey at 6am on paved road but even before we left Huancayo we were on a rock and dirt road leading out of the city, eating egg and bacon sandwiches that were prepared for us by Liz and Edith.  It became increasingly narrower and rougher, leading us higher into the mountains.

The scenery was incredible!  Small villages, rivers, water falls, canyons, tunnels, llamas and alpacas grazing in the fields and, eventually, the snow capped pass at the top of the mountains.  We stopped along the way for breaks and photo ops, as well as taking a break at the top of the Andes at a lake for photos and a snowball fight.  Here the scenery was open mountain meadows and lakes. 

After this, we had our first encounter with the very narrow roads.  Three trucks were in competition for who would get to pass first.  Finally, one of them conceded and we were able to continue our journey.  After 10 hours on this twisting turning road with many blind curves, we ended up in Cañete in the desert on the pacific coast.  Our van drivers informed us that we would have to take other transportation from here to Lima (an estimated 2 hours away).  There is a law here that requires transportation companies to have certain permits before they can enter Lima with passengers and our drivers did not get the necessary permission from the police to do this and risked losing their vans and going to jail if they continued on their journey with us as passengers.  Genaro searched and found 2 different vans capable of taking us the rest of the way to Lima and our hotel.  The rest of the drive was along the coastline through a desolate but beautiful desert.  The team leader wanted to let the students experience the Pacific ocean, so we stopped at a beach along the way to let them get their feet (and some bodies!) wet.  Two extremes in one day – snowball fights in the Andes, and sunset on a Pacific beach.  We watched the sunset and then continued our journey into Lima.  We got to our hotel about 8:00 and decided to meet up at 8:30 to go and eat dinner, since none of us had eaten another meal since 6 that morning.  Fortunately, some of us had chips and snacks that we shared in the vans.  We got to bed at midnight and were awakened at 3am to travel to the airport for a 5:30 flight. 

Before leaving for the airport, Genaro and I had checked road conditions and it appeared that they may be clear, but upon arriving at the airport we found out that there were a total of 6 rockslides blocking the road now for a total of over 20 kilometers being impassable.  After dropping our team off, we canceled our bus tickets and went searching for alternative transportation.  In one of the most dangerous parts of Lima we found a driver that was willing to drive us and another passenger to Huancayo in his Toyota corolla!  He “knew” of another route through the mountains.  Well, we started this journey at 8am from Lima.  Just outside of town our driver turned onto a rock and dirt road to begin our off-road journey.  It wasn’t long until, to my surprise, he stopped to ask directions from some people in front of their house.  The 2 men there had no clue how to get through but the lady of the house seemed to know what she was talking about, so we followed her direction. 

Eventually we hit our first low water crossing and our driver, being unaccustomed to off-road driving in a Corolla, got stuck.  We tried to help and direct him but we were informed that he knew what he was doing, it was his car, and we should keep our opinions to ourselves.  He kind of reminded me of a Peruvian Archie Bunker.   We had many of these crossings to make and in fact one of them was under a pretty incredible water fall.  We did eventually meet up with the driver’s friend who actually had made the trip before.  But “Archie” knew best and decided to pass his buddy, since he was going too slow for his liking, and he continued to ask directions of people who were walking along the road carrying sticks on their backs, or riding their donkey’s, or other daily tasks.  The road we were on was both rougher and narrower than the one we had been on the day before.  It reminded me of the ranch roads I have been on in the Big Bend area of Texas.

We eventually reached a point where there were many vehicles stopped in the road.  There was a large rock slide blocking our path.  We were on the side of a cliff that dropped down over 200 feet to a roaring river below, and there was no way to turn around.  It was already noon and to try and go back would have been really rough.  So all the men (or almost all - it is typical for some men to just watch and not participate) and some of the women from the stopped busses and cars began the task of removing the rocks and dirt from our path.  “Archie” was not quite satisfied with these men just watching so he occasionally yelled for them to come and help out.  Rocks the size of bathtubs were dug around, shoved and rolled down the cliff, much to the delight of us men who watched them crash into the river, laughing and cheering like little boys.  Of course there were too many bosses and not enough workers, so some tasks took longer than they should.  One man, thinking that I could not understand Spanish, just pointed at me and made hand motions to tell me what he thought I should be doing.  I just took it in stride and kept moving dirt and rocks. 

After moving many of these rocks out of the way, the task of moving the largest rock was at hand.  This rock was about 8 feet in length, 5-6 feet wide and about 3-4 feet deep.  Needless to say, it was very large.  A portion of it lay under the cliff from which it had fallen and there were other rocks hanging precariously above a portion the work area.  We had partially lifted the rock using pry bars, picks, shovels, other rocks and hydraulic jacks when a guy appears with 3-4 sticks of dynamite.  Apparently it is common to carry around a few sticks with you “just in case”.  Well the group voted him down and we kept working to move the boulder.  After a while, we successfully flipped it over once, but it still blocked passage.  It was decided to go ahead use the dynamite to break the rock apart.  I am not accustomed to this, so I moved faaarrrrr away and watched from a distance.  A handful of men prepared the dynamite.  A few minutes later, some of them came running up the road asking “Does anyone have any matches?”  I couldn’t help but laugh… you carry dynamite in your car, but no matches???  Eventually they found some and ignited the fuse.  It was pretty unspectacular.  There was a rather large boom, the rock moved up and then back down and there was grey smoke.  When we got back to the rock, it looked the same except that it was now in 4 large pieces - much easier to handle.  In no time the road was cleared and we continued on our route with only and hour and a half delay. 

Again, we went to the top of the world and back down only to climb again to about 16,000 feet in Ticlio on the main highway.  We had spent 9 hours on the back road.  By this time we were very hungry, since our last meal was in the airport (3 donuts) at 4:00 am.  We stopped in the next restaurant.  We asked the waitress what there was to eat for dinner.  Her list started with sheep head and feet soup followed by mariposa soup.  To this we asked what is mariposa soup?  She said it is a surprise!  Well, after hearing that she actually listed head and foot soup, we were not going for the surprise!  Genaro asked her if she possibly had lomo saltado (a mixture of beef, potatoes, onions and peppers) to which she said yes, so we ordered that. 

After all of that we ended up in Huancayo at 9pm, 13 hours later.  Such is the adventurous life of a missionary.

~Billy

Aldea Infantil - The Orphanage

We had the privilege of taking the University of Georgia - Wesley Foundation kids to the orphanage this week to spend a couple of hours with the kids.  We knew there was an orphanage here, but hadn't ever located it.  So I was pretty surprised to figure out that it is NEXT DOOR to my school!!!  Okay - no, I'm not really stupid or unobservant... it looks like a medium sized farm with some brightly painted buildings in the far corner.  It's not like there is a giant billboard out front that says "THE ORPHANAGE".  So I was pretty surprised and excited to know that it was right next to me every day!

Immediately, we were in heaven!  This was what we felt called to do so many years ago!  When we first visited Peru, we felt the call on our hearts to serve children, specifically street children and abandoned children.  And here we were!!!  The orphanage houses 80 children - babies to 14 years old.  Government regulations say that when the kids turn 15, they have to leave the orphanage and find their own way in the world.

Everyone has a story -- some were abandoned at the orphanage because their parents were in extreme poverty and couldn't care for them, some have been molested/raped by family members, some are alone due to the death of parents, some were found on the streets or in trash bins as babies... the stories are heartbreaking, and there are 80 stories to be heard!

Monica is 10 years old (they think).  She was abandoned as a toddler because (best guess) she is a hermaphrodite... she was born as both sexes  - male parts and female parts.  She is really precious and very loving.  She made Billy a paper crown with glitter letters and completely stole his heart.

Charlie is the oldest in the orphanage at 23.  He is an exception to the rule.  He has Down's Syndrome and cannot survive on his own.  They found him when he was (best guess) 4-5 years old.  He was literally living with a pack of dogs on the street.  He couldn't walk - he crawled on all fours like the dogs.  He couldn't speak - he growled and barked and whined.  He had the social skills of a dog - he fought over food and bit people who came too close.  Today, he is a loving sweet young man who loves to give hugs, dance, and play the drums.  He is lucky -- new legislation states that the orphanage can no longer accept children with mental or physical handicaps because they don't have a full time nurse, a counselor, or any special training to deal with those issues (and can't afford to get them).  If children come with these issues, they are turned away.  

There are 7 siblings who were brought to the orphanage because the youngest child was born with a cleft pallet and required too much attention and care.  The mom decided that she couldn't take care of everyone, so she gave them up.  She wants to work and save money to have the baby's lip fixed (not the pallet - too expensive), but it is doubtful that this will ever happen.

There is Oscar (11), who hugs Billy a hundred times and sometimes won't let go.  And John (13), who voluntarily checks himself in to the orphanage when life on the streets gets too bad or he gets too hungry.  He lasts about a week or so, then checks himself out to try it again.  If the weather gets bad or he can't sleep or eat, he comes back.  

The kids make their own shoes - they work on them in a workshop/class in their spare time.  They live in "casitas" of 8-10 kids with a substitute mom who cooks for them and helps them with school work.  They wash their own clothes and clean their own houses.  They all take care of each other.  They are super well behaved!!!  It is really an awesome place.

We rented a bus 3 nights this week to take the kids to the live concerts that the U of Georgia kids were holding downtown.  They danced until they literally couldn't stand up anymore!  One boy actually fell asleep between the drum set and a native drum during the concert - how do you fall asleep in the drum section???!!!  They loved every minute of it and were sad to see it end last night.

We are going to take Kid's Club "on the road" and do it at the orphanage once per month... we don't have enough workers/helpers to do it more often yet.  Pray for workers!!!!  And pray for our new kids - we're already in love with them.

We occasionally have people who come to the door to ask for money or things - they know that we are missionaries and North Americans.  We have a personal policy to not give money (causes all kinds of issues) and to try to build relationships with people that are NOT based on the things that we can give them... real relationships built on love and Christ.  Many times, we have talked to people for awhile, prayed for them, and explained our "no money" decision - but we will often times give people food if we believe that there is a real need.

So yesterday, at the lunch table, the adults were having a discussion about how much people pay for things in the USA verses here, what salaries are in the USA, etc.  Moises jokingly says, "Wow! You can pay me that!"  At this, this little ears across the table from me (Sarah) perked up and she answered, "We can't give you money... but we can give you fruit.  Would you like some fruit?"  HA HA!!!  We died laughing!!!  She is listening to everything we do and say, even when it is to people outside the front gate...

Graduation

We have been hosting a new disciple group for a few weeks now.  They meet on Saturday nights.  The members of this group were already friends from a local English language school (2o-somethings) and their disciple leader is their teacher at the language school.  I have to say, they have quite the group going on... they meet for 3+ hours each Saturday night (you would think that 20-somethings would not choose to meet for a bible study for 3+ hours every Saturday?!) and they do more laughing than any group we have encountered in Peru!!!  Several times, Billy and I have listened in to see what on earth they could be laughing about... but it actually seems that they are really talking about the Bible and their disciple lesson, they are just having a bang-up time doing it!  

So about a week ago, two of the "kids" in this group asked Billy if he would be their padrino (godfather) for their graduation from language school.  Billy was honored and said that he would.  Of course, as fate would have it, we had once again said yes to something that wasn't exactly as it seemed.  A couple of days later, the two students and their leader (appropriately named "Moises") came to meet with Billy about his padrino-ness... this is when we found out that Billy had agreed to be the padrino for the ENTIRE graduating class (15 students), he needed to give the graduation address/speech, and he would need to give each student a graduation gift as they received their diploma!!!  HA!!!  

Last night, Billy went to the graduation ceremony.  He gave his speech, managed to cross cultural barriers and actually get a few good laughs from jokes that truly translated (usually, they don't translate at all), and all went well.  One student even asked him to present him with his diploma and stand with him, since his parents couldn't be there.  Each graduate speaks a few words during the ceremony, and one of the girls (one of the disciple students) got up and spoke about Billy and how the first time she met him, he was warm and funny and she instantly liked him - he's not like most foreigners.  How sweet!!!  So Billy came home pretty happy and very glad that he had accepted the invitation.  

Poco a poco... Little by little, we will live by example and show people love and friendship and let Christ shine through us...   

Craziness...

This week can best be described as "craziness".  It has been a week of learning, that's for sure!

• For starters, let me just assure people that if strange things show up on the right hand side of this blogsite (in the videos/slideshows/photos bar) WE DIDN'T PUT THEM THERE!  If it isn't a video of us and our ministry, it isn't from us.  I don't know what is going crazy over there on the far right, but this morning 4 videos of VW commercials appeared???  Every once in awhile, a random video from YouTube appears.  Who knows???  
• Quote of the month (maybe of the YEAR) from Alejandra, one of the ladies in the discipleship program and a leader in discipleship groups in Huancayo -- "It is easier to work with demon-possessed non-believers than it is to work with church people!"  More on this in the newsletter this month...
• We had a 2 hour conversation with Liz yesterday about the concept of friendship here in Peru.  She has family in the USA, so she has seen and heard about the USA friendship model and she was telling us about the differences between "there" and "here".  So it seems that there AREN'T friendships here... at least not like we know them.  Our USA model of friendship doesn't exist here.  Basically, the conversation started out with us saying that we are missing our friends from home and the types of things we used to do together... cookout on the weekends, hang out at each other's homes, play cards or board games, etc.  After a little of our pining away for friends, she explained that we needed to know that those types of friendships don't exist here - basically, we are hoping and praying for something that probably will never happen because Peruvians don't have that as a part of their culture.  It's a lot deeper than that... we are writing and researching and really digging into this topic now, because it effects how they view the gospel.  It was an awesome discussion, but also brought up so many underlying factors about culture.  We'll let you know more as we dig deeper into this area.
• My math class is in full-swing.  VERY different than the USA model of math!  They are loving the way that I teach math and we are having a lot of fun together.  I don't quite understand the time schedule and the logic behind how things are run, but I'm not questioning it either... just adjusting and learning a new thought process.  By the way, the majority of kids in "summer school" are not there for remediation - they are there by choice because they want to stay on top of things and be ready for the next year!  Wow!  What a concept!  Even in the little kid's classes!

Speaking of school, got to run and catch a combi so I won't be late to class.  It costs me about 25 cents to catch a combi (minivan public transportation) and ride about 3-4 miles up the road to the school, then another 25 cents to get back home.  Ciao!!!

Back to Random bulletpoint posts...

Nothing dramatic to say or talk about, but I know it has been awhile since I posted... therefore, we are back to bulletpoints...

• We are happy to be back from Costa Rica.  We had to attend a regional training for latin america missionaries for a week.  Don't get me wrong - Costa Rica has some beautiful places and isn't exactly "roughing it", but we were in meetings most of the time and WE JUST LEFT COSTA RICA after living there for 10 months, so it wasn't so exciting for us.  We did enjoy having time with the other missionaries and with Judy and Ginger and the other Texas girls who came to support the MKs.  But it is sure good to be home in Peru...
• While we were gone, the Chilca church voted out their pastor and have started closing the doors to "outsiders" (anyone who wasn't born in the church, basically).  They are trying to get rid of the Compassion Kids program and are kicking out all of the leadership.  They don't like the Disciple programs because they don't like the education of the people and how it causes them to question the current teachings (education is empowerment and causes the leadership to lose control).  So we are sad to lose this church and the relationship we had there... maybe in time, they will ease up and we can get back in...
• Yesterday, we took Maria's kids and got them enrolled and paid for in school.  While we were there, the director (Javier) was eager to talk - he had been looking for me while we were in Costa Rica.  He needed a teacher for summer school math (go figure) and I just happened to show up yesterday.  Long story short, I start teaching summer school math tomorrow to 2nd-3rd graders.  So now I'm on a mad hunt for materials and lessons in Spanish... I'm not new to teaching math, just new to math vocabulary in Spanish!
• Today is Miles' 18th birthday!  Happy Birthday, Miles.
• Ryan starts back to school today - Texas A&M Kingsville.  Two challenges this semester - Chemistry 2 and Genetics.  Good Luck, Ryan... hit the ground running!
• Glad to be back in Peru... did I already say that?  Missed the food here - good fruits and vegetables at every meal, very little fat/oil, awesome flavors!  AND the ground doesn't decide to heave and break apart like it did in Costa Rica!  We experienced a 6.1 earthquake in San Jose, Costa Rica on our last day... so lucky it wasn't the day before when we were directly at the epicenter on a trip to the Varablanca area (La Paz Waterfalls).  The La Paz area is in bad shape.  Not something I really want to experience again.  Did I mention that Huancayo is awesome!?
• Looking for an online class in Public Heath and Nutrition in Developing Countries... anybody have any ideas???

Okay, enough of an update?  Sorry not too exciting, but that's life right now... just plugging along. 

15,803 feet above sea level!!!

It was incredibly difficult, and incredibly high, and incredibly hard to breathe... but the bottom line is that IT WAS INCREDIBLE!!!  We hiked to Huaytapallana - a glacier range just outside of Huancayo.  With every step, it was more and more breathtaking (no pun intended, but true).  I really couldn't believe that every time I looked up at the glacier range, it was more beautiful than 5 minutes ago.  And absolutely HUGE!  It took 12 hours, out the front door at 6 a.m. and back again at 6 p.m.  It was tough.  We are all sunburned, windburned, and chapped from the cold.  But I wouldn't trade it for anything... it was the hike of a lifetime!  

See the photos at this link...   http://picasaweb.google.com/drumsforchrist/HuaytapallanaHike?feat=directlink