Hi Everyone,
We are here in Baguio, which is up in the mountainous region of the Philippines and we're staying here for over a full month. The month started January 26 and will end at the beginning of March. We've been here twenty-four days so far. We have about thirteen days left. Some of our adventures so far are (1) the immediate neighborhood (the activity right outside our gate), (2) mountain scenery (what we experience on our little walks outside Denzil's house), (3) the opening of the Flower Festival here in Baguio (parade and dancing competition), (4) Our experiences with a monastery of cloistered nuns, (5) our interaction with the ParreƱo family (eight bright and talented young men and women). Other topics will come to mind as our adventures continue.
Just across the street from where we waited for the jeepney with the tea salesman is this little concrete patio. On one afternoon I saw this hula-hoop kid selling shoes. I don't know where he came from and I didn't see him since, but he was pretty good with the hula-hoop. I also saw nobody buying shoes, but that's not unusual. I see more people selling stuff than buying stuff.
Seeing an unfinished concrete patio is not unusual. Everything is made of concrete around here including the telephone poles.
On another day when the patio was empty, I went onto it and looked around the torn hanging plastic sheet that was directly behind where the hula-hoop kid stood and saw this-- the entrance to a religious ministry. It's not visible from the street. Notice the reinforcing metal rods sticking out from the concrete. All the concrete construction has steel rods inside of it. And usually these steel rods are left sticking out in anticipation of something else being built or attached to whatever the structure is. Everything feels like it's in transition.
At daybreak the front part of the Harvest Ministry looks like this. It looks gorgeous compared to all the other concrete structures on this part of the street. Again, this is across the street from our driveway.
This is Wayne Wasem, a missionary for the World Harvest Outreach Ministries and one of the only white guys beside me in this area. I met Wayne on a jeepney heading to city center one day. He was heading for a Starbucks to get free wi-fi so he could email his Harvest Ministry Bulletins. Wayne is from Kamiah, Idaho, and is probably no longer staying here in this house. He's off to one of his other ministries in Thailand or Cambodia or some place.
Back on our side of the street, is the jeep parked sideways. Now that's a tough parking job!
Heide walks Lovely's two boys-- Rap-Rap and RJ past the jeep parked sideways looking for a little grocery store to buy candy. Notice the open storm sewers. Have to watch where you walk.
Looks like they found it.
RJ makes his choice. Notice the crated eggs behind Heide. She sells regular eggs and salted eggs. Don't ask me how they salt eggs in a shell.
After getting their candy, Heide walks the kids up the hill towards Mount Santo Tomas.
Duane and Heide.
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