We said our goodbyes at the going away party last night; now, we are making our way (sitting on the ferry as we speak) towards Uruguay for debriefing, making this my last update in the city of Buenos Aires - it was fun!
(I will write one final post when I return to the United States on Wednesday. Please hold back your tears.)
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Thursday, June 23, 2011
I Dun Got Robbed.
(Today's blog will be longer than one sentence... my apologies.)
Well, yesterday was a very eventful day... I got robbed. Let me see if I can paint a picture for you (what I actually saw and what I rewatched on the security camera after the fact):
I was sitting in an armchair in the lobby of our hotel; my purse was strapped across my person, phone and ipod in hand, and bookbag leaning against my legs on the floor. Almost all of our summer project team was gathered in the lobby with me (standing and sitting). As I was sitting there waiting to go to campus, a man, who looked like any other hotel guest, came up behind me on my left and pointed to something on the ground beside me. In that moment, I felt a "presence" beside me - I looked to my right, and there was a woman sitting there in the chair beside me (again, I thought she was any other hotel guest). After that, the man, again, gets my attention and points to something on the ground. I spotted a golden key lying there. I picked it up and asked Erica, one of our students stitting beside me talking to a lady, if it was hers. She responded with a no. As soon as she said no, Grayson said, "That lady just stole a stack of magazines off the table." In that moment, it all clicked that everything that just happend was quite shady. I looked down and my bookbag was gone and replaced with an empty one. I stood up and shouted: they just stole my bookbag (this probably all happened in less than a minute, by the way)! At that point, all the guys on our team book it out the door in every direction to chase down the thieves (I found out later that it was a team of 4 people)! That experience definitely left me feeling flustered, distraught, helpless, and dumb. But praise the Lord that nothing really valuable was in there! After talking to the hotel staff, I decided to go to campus a little later and spent some time with Jesus. It was a really encouraging time in the Word (Psalm 41). God is good all the time!
(If you want more details, just ask me about it! Oh, and I am keeping the golden key that they left me on the ground. Haha.)
Well, yesterday was a very eventful day... I got robbed. Let me see if I can paint a picture for you (what I actually saw and what I rewatched on the security camera after the fact):
I was sitting in an armchair in the lobby of our hotel; my purse was strapped across my person, phone and ipod in hand, and bookbag leaning against my legs on the floor. Almost all of our summer project team was gathered in the lobby with me (standing and sitting). As I was sitting there waiting to go to campus, a man, who looked like any other hotel guest, came up behind me on my left and pointed to something on the ground beside me. In that moment, I felt a "presence" beside me - I looked to my right, and there was a woman sitting there in the chair beside me (again, I thought she was any other hotel guest). After that, the man, again, gets my attention and points to something on the ground. I spotted a golden key lying there. I picked it up and asked Erica, one of our students stitting beside me talking to a lady, if it was hers. She responded with a no. As soon as she said no, Grayson said, "That lady just stole a stack of magazines off the table." In that moment, it all clicked that everything that just happend was quite shady. I looked down and my bookbag was gone and replaced with an empty one. I stood up and shouted: they just stole my bookbag (this probably all happened in less than a minute, by the way)! At that point, all the guys on our team book it out the door in every direction to chase down the thieves (I found out later that it was a team of 4 people)! That experience definitely left me feeling flustered, distraught, helpless, and dumb. But praise the Lord that nothing really valuable was in there! After talking to the hotel staff, I decided to go to campus a little later and spent some time with Jesus. It was a really encouraging time in the Word (Psalm 41). God is good all the time!
(If you want more details, just ask me about it! Oh, and I am keeping the golden key that they left me on the ground. Haha.)
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
My "Wittery" Is Being Replaced With Imagery.
Two words that described tonight are first and last: we shall begin with the first - I had my very first traditional "asado" (an Argentine steak bbq) where we were served three different cuts of steak (good but very chewy), and the last that I experienced was English Club - we finished our last lesson and had to say goodbye to one of the students, Alejandra, tonight!
(some folks from English Club)
(traditional asado grill)
Monday, June 20, 2011
Happy Flag Day!
We celebrated the Argentine Flag Day by going to a nearby city, La Plata; we had some good time with the team laughing, eating, and exploring the largest cathedral in Argentina, check it out:
(taken for you, Mom)
(dinner with some of the team... I promised them that they would make it on the blog)
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Friends In High Places.
For our last Sunday in Buenos Aires we went back to the "Cristo el Cambio" Church again to listen to the National Director of Campus Crusade in Argentina, Mario, speak about our sin and our need for forgiveness; here is a photo from today: (my apologies... I was not able to gather up a photo from church - just picture an Argentine man, medium height with dark brown hair wearing a greyish suit)
Saturday, June 18, 2011
We're all gonna die!!!!
Let me share with you the adventure that was today: we hopped on a bus this morning to head towards an orphanage, and on the journey over the bus began sputtering and smoking on the outside and in (to which our response was a "slight" panic, all rushing to the nearest window to yank it open and stick our heads out for fresh air while screaming, "we're all gonna die!"); praise the Lord that we made it to be able to serve the children's home by painting and playing with the kids (although, our trip back was delayed due to issues with the bus, of course)!
(Michelle and Megan painting at the orphanage)
Friday, June 17, 2011
My Blah Equals Your Viewing Pleasure.
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