Our flight down here was fairly uneventful. We are thanking the Lord that we made it home before the huge crackdown occurred in airport security. Lord willing, it will ease up a bit before we have to travel home. After arriving around 2:00PM with all but one of our suitcases, we were picked up by Curt Waite and another former missionary Rita Covalt. It was a pleasant surprise to see her because we had met and worked we her when we visited in 2002. She was down with a mission team from her church and stayed a couple of extra days to visit with friends. Anyways, she treated us all to dinner at the Sticky Wicket--a fancy restaurant overlooking the National Cricket Field. After that we returned to pick up Barb Waite who was returning from visiting her first grand-baby. Thankfully guess what else came in on her flight--our lost suitcase--with all of our dress clothes in it. :)
Wednesday we slept in a bit since we basically lost a whole nights sleep during the trip down here. ( we left Monday night at 9:30 and arrived in Antigua at 2:00PM on Tuesday.) After lunch Ryan worked on standing the stairs down to paint them, dad went to the station to work, and mom and I helped Mrs. Waite clean out the kitchen in Ministry House #1 after all the summer teams passed through. Unfortunately it required a lot of cleaning--especially the fridge--and sorting through all the dishes. I guess the two teams that came while she was gone managed to mix up all the dishes and silverware, etc... between the three houses on the station property.
At church on Wednesday night we found out that the pastor was very tired from watching his four boys--all under 7--while his wife was gone for a week. So, Mrs. Waite volunteered to watch the guys today. It was only going to be for half a day, but it ended up being 9AM to 5PM. It was my full-time job pretty much all day to keep them entertained, clean and fed. It was a lot of fun, but by the time 5:00 rolled around I was ready to let them hang on their dad for a while. :) The littlest one especially liked me and cried when he had to leave. I felt bad for the grandparents who came to pick them up when he refused to go to them and instead hugged me!
Dad worked on the finances at the station again today and Ryan started another sanding project inside since it rained off and on all day. Unfortunately everything rusts or peals very quickly here because of the damp, humid weather.
Each night between 5 and 6 we quit work and head down to the beach for a quick swim before dinner. It feels so nice to wash the sticky sweat off--even if it only lasts for as long as it takes your suit and hair to dry. :)
Well, that's all that has happened so far.