What up dawg?

With in the first few moments of first being in Paraguay I now have no pity for: Washingtonians that complain about the rain, people who complain about how messy public bathrooms are, and people who say they don´t own much. After 18 hours of sitting  we stepped off the bus only to have pints of warm tropical rain dumped on us. In a weird way it was refreshing, and I guess you could say in a normal way I was irritated, but hey we made to our destination! we unpacked and had some amazing sopa y pollo and met Sams funny uncle and aunt.  we went to a sketchy grocery store and made some chipa (aka tapioca corn bread) His sweet little grandma speaks no Spanish and only Guarani which poses a communication barrier but I will figure out how to speak Guarani eventually because Im a linguist right? Also sorry If I am not suing spell check or the proper punctuation yet because I haven't figured out these tricky Paraguayan computers yet... Soon I will though and you can go back to making fun of my poor typing habits.

    Any who, Sam an I got to fly together the whole way which was a blessing for sure. I think someone told me that people in south America were short? How disappointed I was to see that I was one of the shortest people in the Buenos Aires Airport. Basically Argentina is full of giant white people. Who knew?  we stacked up our luggage at the Air port only to have it fall near some old lady who gave us a dirty look. I said Sorry! and she said ´´its ok, well its not OK but I will live I guess´´ but hey, after spending so much time on an air plane napping, eating weird air plane food and having spiritual conversations one is expected to be a little loopy and clumsy. Buenos Aires was a fun place, we met some really nice people and some guitarist Monsanto workers in the park out side the bus depot. we arrived early in the AM and had a bus to Carapegua Paraguay that left at 6 so we had time to explore. And explore we did. Buenos Aires was full of people trying to get by in legitimate means and not so legit means. We got  out of the taxi from the Air port after having a great conversation with he driver about the rolling stones and shenade O´coner and met a man with a hand cart. When I asked him his name he replied ‘’ Im the man with the hand cart that will help you,’’ we asked the taxi driver his name and he replied ‘’ I'm the taxi driver’’ at that point I was beginning to think that people weren't to big on names here. Any way turns out the guy with he hand cart didn't even work there and he was trying to scam us.. apparently it cost 16 bucks to have a guy tote your crap around... NOT COOL, also whats not cool is you have to pay people to use the bath room. Oh you need toilet paper? THAT SUCKS well if you have 2 bucks I will give you some! Oh and you need soap to wash your hands because of the really dirty bathrooms right? That will be an extra two bucks... Any way Im glad to be an a house where I don't need to pay to use the bath room. On an interesting note there were stray dogs everywhere that just walked into stores and public places and everyone was cool with it when ever we saw one we would say what up dawg, they tended to not respond. Awesome weird fruit grows here that tastes so good it makes your IQ increase. But over all I am excited to meet people make friends and serve. I got a feeling not to many people here are used to seeing goofy Americans because of all the stares we got int he grocery store but I'm cool with that. Oh and I totally got my phone jacked so pray that someone couldn't read English well enough to take it off air plane mode or I will get charged up the ying yang. At every stop the bus would open up and a parade of people would walk on board selling the phones that they probably jacked from previous passengers and old food and blankets and boot legged music. So, in light of this I'm not surprised about my phone. But Its been a rad experience so far. And we are pumped for what God has in store for us. Just pray that God gives us places to serve and people to share his love with and the energy to do it. Also that my brain doesn't melt because one day of translating for Sam and his family took a lot our of me mentally. Any way, Love Y’all and keep us in your prayers. Talk to you soon -Corey

So im not gonna repeat everything Corey already explained about the trip, it would take to long. But basically- between a night spent on an airplane and a bus -we´ve gotten a solid 6 hours of sleep total. When i don't get sleep i get irritated and i´ve definitely been challenged on this trip so far! Whats cool is that the only person i can rely on when i get discouraged and start to question this trip is God. In the past when ive been on trips, ive had many people around me for comfort and to talk to. Like the Indonesia trip i went on with new heights last year. When your pooped and dont want to think BAM theres 12 people around you to talk with, encourage you and play games with. This trip, not so much (well i guess Corey is here but... ya...) so i have to constantly depend on the Bible and all the promises in it. As Corey said, the happiest moment on this trip was stepping off of that bus knowing i didn't have to run to another gate or haggle my way around downtown looking for a bus to catch. Meeting my family for only the second time in my life has been so awesome! They are the nicest, most genuine and generous people i´ve ever met. Ive picked up a lot of Spanish in just this one day and i hope i learn enough to plant some seeds in their life so that they can live for an eternal purpose. That is one of my goals on this trip. For those reading this, I ask that you keep Corey and me in your prayers for tomorrow that God can direct us to the lost souls in Paraguay so we can be the ´beautiful feet´ that you send us to be when we bring them the news of Jesus (Romans 10:15). Anywho, I´m going to get some must needed rest. Adios!