Journal entry VI, Thursday

Alright, back into the game... two nights in a row. I was wondering if anyone had any ideas for the next topic once I finish my journal... which will be tomorrow if I type tomorrow. Once again, my e-mail is: scott.simpson.scythers@gmail.com If you have a topic to suggest, please have "blog topic" as you subject

18/08/11

Hi.

I am not excited to go home... I kinda want to cry. My team is my familly; this village, my job. Anya is my sister Sergey is my bud. We play together, pray together run together, eat together sleep together; all in all, the teams works together and does all together. ~sorry for the lack of commas that was how I had written it though~ The fact that the whole thing is for God and the team Christians ~meaning two facts: for God and that the team is composed of fellow Christians~ makes it harder to leave. Oh well.

Today, I got up, ate, then ran water games with Michelle. I felt tired and filled the water jugs instead of having to play as a team when the older boys were there. But as the teams went by, I played with them. Also, two men from the Church saw our games and also brought their own. They practically took over; for which Michelle and I were grateful ~I think Michelle was anyways~. We merely became the main attraction. Then, after the games, in the main room, Ann had me sit with her. Just us. Not sure if that's good or bad.

At lunch, I ate next to Anya, she says she's shy around boys. She promised me to eat candied carrots if I gave her the recipy. I will. ~and I did~

Karina is learning to play more ~perhaps she was finally relaxing a bit?~, Lyena stayed more or less the same, Marina is feeling better Michelle is my "mom" and Anya my "sister". Mark is a little less stressed, Terry is feeling more confident about her work, the Sergeys are more understanding of their groups, and the Netherlanders are still a great relief.

I noticed I lost my German knife. I hope to find it, but if not, so be it. I'll let God decide. ~ I never did find it.~

Falling asleep right here on the spot, lights on.

Finished the piñatas with the help of the interpreters, the whole group actually, except Marina, Colleen and Terry.

Oh before that, played with the kids at the park, tossed frisbys blew bubles talked to older boys through Anya and told them I do what I do for God. One played frisby with us.

Okay, super ~supper~ was a fiesta! we had home-made pizza, borsht, fudge and cookie sandwiches, and other great stuff. We gave Nina her maple syrop and a card and Vladmir received a study bible, in english. He said that that meant he has to study english ~and he said it honestly, that it was a sign~.

Played shta (what) and a group twister (foot tag).

Came here started to pack.

-night

-Scott Scott Simpson ~signed the second part~

okay... I looked over the left over entries... only on left. a long one for tomorrow...

The trip out

This will hopefully be a shorter post.


The trip to the Ukraine was 25 hours from my door to the Hope House door. I got picked up by a fellow team mate and her hubby and head to the airport to await the others before checking in as a team. We waited for the rest of the team, who arrived a slight bit later than we, some later than others... Just as we were about to check in, one member of the team remembered they had forgotten their passport, had misplaced it whilst trying to file a leave or something to the Canadian Embassy. Luckily one of her friends had been there when she had forgotten it and it was a simple matter of calling her up to have it brought over. We still had about an hour to spare before our flight to Montreal. The flight went smoothly, a couple of turbulence, but that's all in the fun ;) We arrived in Montreal, and two of us had to get our carry-on from the belly of the plane, as they made a mistake placing them. We later learnt that our next flight, to Munich, was delayed by a decent amount... almost an hour? not exactly sure. But no worries, we had a four hour layover time in Munich anyways, so no stress :D Once in Munich, we had time, so we shopped in the airport and got a meal and I got a knife. Yes, they were selling knives in the airport, and they were perfectly allowed in ones carry-on. I also lost about 100$ American over in that airport due to my miscalculations. ( <-- in the next post )Then we were out of Munich on to Kiev. Kiev is a much smaller airport, has a bit less organization and the service wasn't very good, as the people were snappy and short tempered it seemed. And they did not accept American currency in the airport. We also had to get our luggage rechecked as we were now using an in-country flight. So a few more hours wait and we got to leave for Odessa, where we got our luggage, and were promptly picked up. We traveled for about another hour perhaps and then got to Hope House. Over all, a great bonding time for the team. 


Thanks for reading.