The little people and I left home at 5 a.m. on Wednesday, June 3rd. After 19 hours of flying, lay-over’s and driving we found KJ anxiously waiting and beds lovingly prepared for us in Lima, Peru. What a beautiful thing family is; and beds, how easily we take them for granted. We had 6 very short but wonderful hours to sleep before beginning the next leg of travel. 8 ½ hours later we found our exhausted but happy selves coming to a stop in the Huancayo Valley in the Andes Mountains of Peru. We all had sore bottoms, tired necks and shoulders, hungry, motion-sick tummies and could all, without question or doubt say that the trip was entirely worth it! What a beautiful place that God has carved out of the Andes Mountains and what a love He has carved into our hearts for this place. It felt like we were coming home, and on some levels wished in fact it were our home. Don’t panic Grannies, we are NOT moving! We are just loving the place God has allowed us to be.
Pastor Augusto and his wife served us grilled chicken breasts and white rice for dinner, we walked to a little tienda for helados (ice cream) and were in bed by 7:30 p.m. Just in case you were wondering, 7:30 was none too soon.