This is about the trip. I must Say we were so blessed.
Alright Anyone who has traveled will probably know that when in a foreign country, you should always keep your papers on you. That makes sense right? Even in touristic areas. Well, I can't say for sure, but from what I remember, we almost NEVER had our papers on us. We strangers in a non-touristic area hosting a VBS with kids that are vulnerable. We we also right on the border and in a village where the military had a base and a patrol, or at least uniformed men walking by two's what ever you want to call that. They had every reason to come ask us for our papers. They had every reason to demand identification. We would have, on many occasions, been in trouble since we did not have our papers on our persons.
Not a single time were we stopped, talked to or even watched. I passed a what I assume to be a patrol while running with Anya, speaking English, a foreign language they most likely did not understand. they simply walked on by. I didn't watch them, since that seemed like it might not be a good idea, but it appeared as though they didn't even glance my way. or really consider me. I have to say. God was good to us.
This was a simple but sweet post. Hope you see just how protected we were, because I still take it for granted on many occasions...
Alright Anyone who has traveled will probably know that when in a foreign country, you should always keep your papers on you. That makes sense right? Even in touristic areas. Well, I can't say for sure, but from what I remember, we almost NEVER had our papers on us. We strangers in a non-touristic area hosting a VBS with kids that are vulnerable. We we also right on the border and in a village where the military had a base and a patrol, or at least uniformed men walking by two's what ever you want to call that. They had every reason to come ask us for our papers. They had every reason to demand identification. We would have, on many occasions, been in trouble since we did not have our papers on our persons.
Not a single time were we stopped, talked to or even watched. I passed a what I assume to be a patrol while running with Anya, speaking English, a foreign language they most likely did not understand. they simply walked on by. I didn't watch them, since that seemed like it might not be a good idea, but it appeared as though they didn't even glance my way. or really consider me. I have to say. God was good to us.
This was a simple but sweet post. Hope you see just how protected we were, because I still take it for granted on many occasions...
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