Saturday, December 28, 2013

A Rough Journey

Good morning from the South American Pacific Coast!  Before you feel too envious, let us describe our trek getting here.  Doug and I got up at 5 am, packed up the last minute items, woke the kids who'd stayed up entirely too late the night before, and got picked up by the driver just after 6.  Thirteen of us packed into a minivan with four rows: three in row 1, four in row 2, two in row 3, and four in row 4 (six adults and six kids plus our driver).

Our first stop, prior to leaving town, was for money at three ATM machines that had nothing to dispel.  Then about forty-five minutes later we had to stop because Darius felt nauseous.  Fifteen minutes thereafter we stopped to buy mandarin oranges because we knew that citrus helps with nausea.  Yet, over the next thirteen hours we had a full 10 occasions of dealing with the aftermath of messed up stomachs.  Sadly, two, both by Jacobey, were unleashed completely inside the car which took long stops to clean up and air out. Our poor kids; our poor driver.  We apologized profusely and he kindly assisted in the clean up.  Such a wonderfully good-natured Ecuadorian man. 

Nonetheless, we made it to the coast of Ecuador after fourteen hours of travel, approximately eleven stops, and only--get this--348 miles traversed!  That ought to show you just how windy the roads are and how slow going the travel was.  When we got here, we were praising God that we didn't have to get back in the car for nearly a week--none of us thought we could bear it!

So, here are some picks of our fully recovered children frolicking on the beach and enjoying the beautiful creation that our Lord has provided:  (I have to attempt to download them.  If they don't appear here, it's because I haven't done it yet.)

We got to view some really neat things on the beach.  One was a baby sea turtle about three inches long--immediately the boys knew what to do by scooping it up with a hat and walking it far out into the waves.  The owner of the place we're staying at tells us that the mother's nest is very close by and she lays 100 eggs annually.  We also found live sand-dollars and the tiniest crabs you've ever seen--a mere one inch in diameter.  Darius had the most fun running after them.

Jacobey, who we were concerned would not recover from such a terrible ride, said with a huge smile on his face, "Best vacation ever!!"  Talk about recoveries....
Thanks for reading.
Blessings, kim

 


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