We’ve finished our language training here and are getting ready to head to base camp in a couple of hours. We’ve gotten to go shopping, try some interesting new fruits, enjoy the heat (and humidity), and meet some new friends. We will get to our first island in a couple of days. So far it’s been great here, and it’s barely started! Traffic here has been interesting to witness, there are as many scooters and motorcycles as there are cars, and traffic laws are negotiable. Whenever we go out in public we get a lot of looks from the locals, we’re told it’s because we’re white (Huy says except him). Huy is one of the few that enjoys durian. We had a worship fellowship this morning with the whole house, we probably won’t have much ability to have worship like this on the islands.
Ho brah, steh so humid liddat.
Wow, it is so humid. In fact, even more so than Hawaii! The two are equally beautiful and the people here are beautiful as well. They are extremely hospitable to the group that has arrived, and they continue to bless us by teaching us their language and giving us new food to try (I feel like a baby learning a new language). It is amazing how “aloha” is the same, smiles are the same, laughter is the same, and enjoying each other’s company is the same. I love how these basic human conditions are the same here as they are back home.
Indonesia so far is very nostalgic for me because of the way I’ve grown up, and after looking back I have never thought to express how thankful I am for the social and practical life skills my parents have taught me.
We’re here!! This part of the world is so beautiful – the people, the culture, the landscape. I don’t know if I have ever cherished a passing breeze as much in my entire life! We are all adjusting to the heat and humidity quite well, I think. We’ve made friends with our fellow Americans as well as our teachers, and when we move on to the islands, I know we will make even more. As anarchistic as the drivers are here, there is a sense of security (albeit a false one) in the way motorcyclist weave in and out of the lanes. They seem to know what they’re doing…
There is a pervasive air of peace here; I know this is where I am supposed to be right now. This is not, of course, to say I don’t miss people back home! Our adventure has only just begun, and I pray God makes himself known at every turn.
I am blessed to have friends praying for me back home, and I am also blessed by the generosity of my friends that helped me get here. Thank you for your continued prayers and kind wishes.
Selamat malam! That means good evening in Bahasa. We have been learning Bahasa for the past two days and I love this language:) This is our third full day in Indonesia. We have been in the city and we will be leaving for base camp in a half an hour. There are 13 others from around America in our group. We have people (mostly college students) from Westmont University in Cali, Minnesota, and Virginia. We’ve all spent a lot of time together and it feels like we’ve all been friends for a long time. Our leaders are amazing and encouraging. Indonesians know a thing or two about hospitality and making people feel at home. They are great friends and very lively people. When we get to base camp, we will be there for two days before leaving for our first island stay. It is very humid and hot, but it’s nothing new for me–I love it! We have eaten a lot of fresh fish, fruits, rice and vegetables. I love this culture so far! I hope this message finds all of you well and enjoying yourselves. We will update in a week or so! Terima kasih dan daaaaa!!! (Thank you and goodbye!!!)