Overeating and Night Driving: 10-16

Today the Bondeni teachers came over for lunch at the Kamau’s. And by lunch I mean 3:00. Basically we were starving. Somehow we survived. I ate an excessive amount of food at 3:00. I mean EXCESSIVE. Tons of veggies, stew, and chapatis (the best tortilla bread things ever), followed by watermelon and pineapple, then chai. Things got a bit out of hand.

But in the mean time, we sang some worship songs, got a short devo from one of the teachers, then Mary gave us a 1.5 hour sermon. This was followed by some words of encouragement from Wallace. It was pretty fantastic.

When the festivities concluded, the three blind Mzungus decided to roll out to Java. We had coffee and a small dinner with our Bible study. Our server was named Victor and he was hilarious. He basically invited the three of us to hang out with him sometime. We graciously and cleverly got around the invitation. The night continued in an awesomely awkward fashion when Victon, the manager, came over to chat. He heard/saw us laughing and wanted in on the joke.  For dessert, the three of us split a piece of pumpkin pie. We also got our picture taken with the pie. (Victor took it for us.) At the end of the night, we prayed – I prayed that God would use us as missionaries all day, even at Java. Immediately after the prayer, one of the guards came up to us and started talking. He noticed that we were praying and asked us about it. We learned that he was Catholic and encouraged him.  

The drive home was absolutely hilarious. I am the night driver. We left Java at 9:15. As we were driving through Runda we spotted a sweet creeper van in front of us. It had the biggest antenna sticking out the back with three tennis balls skewered on it. There is a small overpass that cars have to pass under. As we approached it, the van slowed down, unsure about what to do. Finally, he just went for it and the antenna survived but was definitely rattled. Furthermore, once we turn off the main road, the road we take to get to the Kamau’s is terrifying. Especially at night. When I was driving, I turned on the brights for better light. Well, a man was walking towards us, so out of politeness I went to turn off the brights. I accidently turned off the lights completely and Leann screamed. We drove in the dark for a second or two as I readjusted the lights. It was pretty sweet.