My Village Day-trip

Trip Start Sep 04, 2008
Trip End May 19, 2009

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Flag of Mexico  , Central Mexico and Gulf Coast,
Thursday, February 26, 2009

First, you need to know that there's been a longer break between these two blogs than I had between my two adventures. I got home from my Mexico City adventure at 10 PM on Saturday night, and I was up at 7 AM the next morning for this adventure.

When Dave picked us up at the Airport, he had mentioned that we could go out to a village 2 1/2 hours out of town with another Wycliffe missionary named Hans (who I had met at the school Valentines Banquet (oops, forgot to blog about that one)). Hans is a printer... printsman... printmaker... printmaster... grand print-daddy... mmm... Hans makes books. I was able to join Hans on a journey out to a village called Diuxi where we were going to sell some Christian literature that had been translated into the local language of the village. In addition to various Christian materials, including most of the major stories of the Old Testament, we sold really nice versions of the New Testament (it's like a book elegantly bound, but in a language that you can't read). We sold the literature for a fraction of what it cost to produce, rather than giving it out for free, because if someone pays their own money for something, they value it more. 

THiiS BLoG iiS PooRLY oRGaNiiZeD!

I went out with Hans, AT, Mrs. Hans (aka Bonnie), a girl named Natalie from Chicago who's studying abroad in Oaxaca, and a very old woman who lived down the street from Hans, but who was originally from Diuxi.

I really like Hans. A lot. He's from Germany, and then went from Germany to Columbia to do missions, and wound up in Oaxaca. He's a great guy, who's incredibly handy (think McGyver), loves photography (he stopped the car at a few places along to road so we could take pictures!), and he even spent a while backpacking/hitchhiking through Europe... that's cool.

Originally we weren't going to Diuxi, but a neighboring village - but when we arrived at the market we were going to set up at, the crickets were chirping. Hans did some investigating, and found out that the neighboring town, Diuxi, was having a carnival, and that's where everyone was

When we showed up in Diuxi, Hans found the mayor (s-m-a-l-l village), and asked if we could set up a booth. We began setting up our booth, and literally 30 or 40 people gathered around to stare  at the odd white people setting up tables on the side of the road. We wanted to show a video about Jesus, so we set up a TV, DVD player, speakers and other various electrical elements, and then we realized we didn't have power on our line. The men (Hans, Me, and AT) spent probably an hour trying to remedy this problem, while the lady-folk sold books. Well, eventually we realized that our powerstrip was the weakest link (and not the lamp cable that had been loosely strung up a pole and patched into the electrical wire up above!), so after feeling more than a little foolish, we removed the power strip, and all was good. 

Well, 30 minutes after we finally got everything together, it started raining. Bibles + Rain = Not Good. So we packed up and left. 

We took the long way home. It featured (in no particular order):

1) stopping in a random village, to eat our packed lunch on their covered community basketball court - the tin roof let water through, and it was cold and windy, so we ended up eating in the car.2) driving 20 minutes up a dirt road in the mountains, to discover a half dozen pickup trucks parked all over the road... Hans got out, and 2 minutes later they were moving their trucks so we could get through... GO HANS!3) driving 10 more minutes, and discovering a construction crew in the middle of paving a road... Hans got out, and 2 minutes later they were moving their trucks so we could get through... GO HANS! It had to be the freshest road I've ever been on... they were literally steamrolling it while we went past...4) stopping at the home of the niece of the elderly woman, because the elderly woman lived on her own in Oaxaca, and wanted to see if her niece would let her move in.5) stopping on the side of the road so hans could get out and go take a picture of a VW bug parked a few blocks back.6) stopping at an old church so the elderly lady could get some holy water to bless her mother's grave

The adventure never ends.Stephen

What's next:
Saturday - Going to Puebla, Mexico, to be a camp counselor for a week.
3/19-3/22 -  Visiting Gordon College in Boston
4/10 - Family is coming down for Spring Break
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