On a journey...

Last weekend was an adventurous weekend. In some senses it wasn’t the big things that made it different, but rather the small spontaneous components, which caused it to make me feel more free, or maybe freer is the correct word to use. On Saturday, after we’d done our routine shopping trip to Walmart, one of my housemates and I decided to go to a bookstore. Actually, I asked her if she’d come with me (or rather, I go with her as she’s the one with the car and walking wouldn’t be a very viable option). She was up for it and we decided to also get ice cream as part of our outing. We got to Borders and spent a while perusing the shelves. Resisting he urge to buy many books, I ended up buying only one, which seemed very interesting. Then we headed off towards the ice cream place. The choice was between Coldstone and Baskin-Robbins, and I got very excited about the latter. For some reason it reminded me of the film “Rain Man” and I seem to remember the ice cream featuring in the film in som

It’s been absolutely ages since I last wrote- life just happens, and to be honest there are more exciting things to fill my time with then writing. Although, it is nice to be reminded of those things, but if I don’t write them down, I’m probably going to forget them. The weather, the weather. I think it’ll be a never-ending saga- I am starting to understand why it’s said people talk about the weather a lot (I used to think it a bit pointless and boring and it can still be boring and pointless), but when one week we go from 24 degrees Celsius- vest top and flip-flops, to, in the very same week, cold and 20 cm of snow, I for one find it quite fascinating. Especially as the rise in temperature a few days later left rapidly shrinking snowmen on the lawns as the only evidence that we’d indeed had snow, and it wasn’t some dream we thought was real. Life as an intercessory missionary is good. I keep thinking that I’m finally settling into it and then I get a bit culture shocked or miss famili