weekend

Yesterday, while in town, we showed up at Rebecca’s sister’s unannounced.   Everyone loves it when that happens.  Beth got to hold their four month old son (same as Lucy) for two hours while one of the  daughters prepared lunch.  Cous-cous and fish, whole fish.  I thought I was doing well, picking out the bones, and leaving part of the tail and most of the head.  But after the others had finished I realized that what we’d heard about fish heads is true, eat them.  They all did.  It was delicious, so I easily could, and should have.

Today they pumped the septic tank here.  Pump truck is a guy standing in the tank handing buckets to two others who carry them around the house and pour them in the garden area.  Thankful again for all I too often take for granted. 

Congolese finally arrived last night.  They are just two; Oliver and Abel and they are from Congo (Brazilville), not the Democratic Republic of Congo (the bad one).  We went to a small church of their denomination today.  Not as energized as last week, more traditional, but still more lively than most in the US.  It was bilingual as well, French and Fulfulde (the local language).

Internet is still a challenge.  We are paying for byte usage, and we don’t get much, so we are going to closely watch how we use it.  Skype and facetime are important, but will probably use the most of our allowance.  These posts will be less frequent and uploaded from word, and we won’t be checking email and facebook as much. 

A pretty quiet weekend, and training really gets underway tomorrow, so not much else for now.