For many individuals Friday is the final day of the workweek…this was not so for us. We were just beginning : ) ! The ladies conference was less than 24 hours away, and we had a lot to do still!
Friday morning, I awoke at 7:30 to the buzzing sounds of traffic, and the scent of diesel fumes and garbage, as the warm sun rose, and the people of Teguc. settled into their daily routines. We spent most of the early morning in peace, and solitude, spending individual time with Jesus, reading, journaling, praying, and putting the final touches on our sessions for the following day. Then around 9:30 we started our day of final preparations: picking up, and transporting the tables and chairs from the church, across town to the conference site, introducing ourselves to the other leaders involved in the conference, and decorating the building.
Christine’s friend, Laurie, was kind enough to lend us her truck, time, and hands in order to help. It was a true delight to meet her. In the words of Anne Shirley, I think we may be “kindred spirits.” We had plenty of time to get aquatinted with on our trek back home, as we faced quite a bit of traffic; but like Christine, and other drivers in Honduras, she handled it like a pro!
Once home, we wasted no time, and finished putting the folders of materials together for the ladies who’d be attending the conference. The four of us (Terri, Ellen, Christine, and myself) switched off, and on, between that task, and the making of the name tags. Then it was time for dinner.
We ate, and planned to settle in for the night after a nice hot shower (Btw, the water for showers is heated by an electrical device you attach to the shower head. Most people refer to this device as, a “widow maker.” I chose to not tell Mr. E about this…didn’t want him to be concerned about the silly nickname!). However, when we went to take showers we discovered that we were out of water! You see the “city water” is only turned on every-other day during the winter, and sometimes every three to four days in the warmer months. What most people do is fill up their outdoor water storage/sinks called, “pilas,” on the days the water is on. Then it’s connected to their indoor plumbing, and available for them to use when the water isn’t on. Many of the more humble homes don’t even have running water, and rely on water trucks to deliver water to their “pilas.” Anyway, I guess there was a man who was working on the Morey family’s water the day before we arrived, and he had forgotten to leave the lever that allows the city water to flow into the “pila” on. Therefore, even though we were using the water from the “pila,” no water had been delivered to replenish the water we had used for several days. The “pila” was basically empty.
To be honest, I didn’t really mind not being able to take a shower. For those of you who know me, I kind of like an excuse every now, and again to sport “dirty locks.” Plus, I could still brush my teeth because we had plenty of clean drinking water on hand. Fortunately for the rest, our new friend, Laurie, helped us out. We drove to her home to take showers, and fill up some buckets so we could do dishes and flush the toilets. Isn’t it great to have neighbors?
After taking some nice, warm showers, and a quick chat, we headed home to get some rest. Both Terri and I were congested, so we downed our PM Cold Meds, and quickly fell asleep…after all, 5 a.m. comes quicker than you think! ; )