Yes, I know it sounds random, and it was random. As I driving home this afternoon there was a huge truck blocking the road, obviously trying to maneuver himself back onto the road (which was not easy, I can tell you that). As I was patiently waiting for him to accomplish the task, I took a look at the load in his truck. At first it seemed like your regular load of donkeys, but when I took a closer look I spotted a small bear stomping around in a semi-covered cage, and a llama mixed in with the donkeys. I do wish I had my camera with me. Finally the driver got on the road and I was on my way, smiling to myself as I thought of how random, yet not surprisingly unusual the whole situation had been.
No day is the same here. After getting up early (which seems to be what I do here), and eating breakfast which was bread with butter (accompanied by an amazing cup of coffee given me by an American friend), I headed to the prayer room for children's prayer. This is a prayer time where the children come voluntarily to pray before school on Tuesdays and Fridays. Entering the room I was so impressed by how it was full of children eager to pray. There were probably 60 or 70 children there, and it was amazing to see one after the other choose to pray for their families and people who are sick, and other subjects on their little hearts. It was so great and an experience that I will carry with me for a long time. After prayer it was "Shoprite" time, which meant piling into a bus with other visitors and missionaries for the weekly shopping trip. I didn't quite know what to expect, but I had a few items to buy and hoped it would be a stress-free experience. As we drove along ...