The Team House. Sounds like some kind of off the grid, military hideout, doesn't it. In reality it's where our Off-Ship Programs staff live (who, by the way, are awesome!). It's about 6 kilometers and usually about one to one and half hours away. Today we made it in thirty minutes. Definitely a record for us.
The team live in a fairly large house in a protected community that belongs to the Swiss Government (I think). Believe me, it isn't nearly as sumptous as it sounds. Actually, while we find it quite nice, most even moderately affluent Americans would be hard pressed to let go of twenty bucks to pay for an overnight stay.
I digress. We spent the day there with our awesome friends Tracy, Donovan, and Jordan. The day was a smashing success with good weather, some tennis,
a BBQ (that we got charcoal for from a lady with a bag of it on her head), a dip in the pool, and of course a monkey.
Those of you reading this who live or have lived in a developing nation (especially in West Africa) get this. Those of you who do not or have not, I only wish that you could begin to imaging the richness and depth of the events of this day because there is simply no way to expain in words how very different a little drive to a friends house for a swim and BBQ are from any experience you've had or can imagine. I hope that doesn't come off as arrogant or cheeky. It isn't intended that way. I truly wish that you could know the absolutey incongruous, unfathomable joy that comes from 'enjoying' the 'simple things' in a devestated, post civil war, warm climate culture, African environment. I guess you'll just have to start asking God to call you to Africa (even if it's just for a visit - we'd love to see you!).
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