Oh hammock my dear
Swinging lightly in the breeze
Makes me so lazy
In a nutshell, this is how the rest of the day was.
After the terrible spider incident (see Day #4 for details), we awoke very early in order to take our possessions back to Josh's place. I do not remember if I've mentioned this before, but Guyana does not observe Daylights Saving. Ergo, at this time of year, the sun is coming up easily between 4:50-5:00 am. For extremely happy earlybirds such as myself (no seriously, I'm SUCH a morning person. No sarcasm.), this would be most excellent.
If you have never spent the day in a hammock...you have to. You MUST. There is nothing more relaxing than rocking gently in sublime warm sunny weather, the air sweet with purity and light, as comfy and snug as lint in a belly button. The only responsibilities we had for that day were to unpack and do laundry.
Laundry? But Alyssa, if there's scarce electricity in Orealla, WHERE would you do laundry?
Why, in the same place you would do your bathing: THE RIVER. The Correntyne River, that is, the very heart and core of this humble village. If you have never done your laundry in the middle of a hot afternoon while submerged in a cool river, I HIGHLY recommend it. Your tan will inevitably darken plus you get some swim time in! Just mind the water at night, there may be unwelcome critters lurking....
I ended up meeting my gracious hostess that very evening. Sherine Patterson and her rambunctious daughter Phoebe (who will be referenced PLENTY in the course of my Guyana blogs) lovingly opened up their home for me to stay in. Our first evening together consisted of singing Kingdom Melodies together in preparation for the meeting the next day. Solid evidence of the worldwide brotherhood!
Day #6 commenced the first of MANY enjoyable service days involving cart witnessing. Orealla was the first congregation to receive this gift in the entire country, and the friends have made very good use of it. This morning saw us hauling it up a hill aptly named Big Momma Hill, enough potholes and rough edges to make your legs wobble a tad. It was a productive couple of hours, most of the response happening within a half hour of us packing away our trusty wheels/racks/books/tracts buddy.
Fast forward to the meeting now. The Orealla congregation has about 31 publishers, an absolute delight! The thing about small congregations, however, is that you're likely to be used for a part on VERY short notice. As in 20 minutes before the meeting begins. Which is exactly what happened. Sherine was the one who approached me and asked me to be her householder that night for the #3. Nervous does NOT capture the feeling! Nevertheless, it's the PERFECT way to quickly introduce yourself into a new congregation! EVERYONE can learn your name fast right off the bat. Mwahaha.
That is all for now, stay tuned for the next post!
Love,
The Adventurous A.
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