Three weeks ago, my friends and I set off from Harbin,
migrating south for the winter. We have had an incredibly blessed vacation,
enjoying the precious and rare opportunity to travel Asia as a team –a family
of six. Our numbers have dwindled as Michael and Lauren joined their families
and as Laura went to stay with Lauren, but we have continued to have quality
time all together and in smaller groups.
For example: Today Kayla and I went to eat lunch at our
favorite Pad Thai restaurant. The woman who works there doesn’t really speak
English, but she is really kind and makes a mean plate of noodles for only 30
baht (roughly $1 U.S.). We really enjoy
her and feel like we’re friends. We can’t really communicate, but we do
alright. A few days ago we had a fairly confusing exchange involving charades,
props, and an interpreter whose English – though not good – was decidedly
better than our Thai. Initially we thought she was trying to tell us that she
was missing Michael (she signed something about a tall mall) because he hadn’t
been there for a few days. We figured out what was actually going on pretty quickly when the camera came out, though. Drew
had left his camera on the table. Thanks
for going to such lengths to make sure we got it back to him!
After lunch today, we ran into Michael, Michael’s dad, and
Wes on their way to knock out an errand before our cribbage-filled afternoon. We
got distracted by ice cream and pictures of tigers and ended up standing
together on the street corner for about 10 minutes. Now that I think about it,
we probably looked really weird… Oh well. Wouldn’t be the first time. We
returned to the guest house and we sat down at a table on the covered patio to
play cribbage. It was really fun playing with the man who taught me and the man
who taught him… and beating them both really badly the first game. J Things evened out
after that and I was sufficiently humbled by a newfound inability to shuffle
cards.
Today was wonderfully laid back, much needed after the marathon that was yesterday. Around 8:30am, Kayla, Wes, Drew, and I piled into the back of a truck, joining Laura and Drew’s teammate Tony. When everyone had been picked up, we were 12 in number (2 Aussies, 2 Canadians, 2 Chinese, and 6 Americans who teach in China) and we were packed. The first stop on our journey was unexpected – an orchid farm! It smelled wonderful and the flowers were lovely.
A short drive up the mountain led us to a small stand where
we acquired life jackets, helmets, and rafts. With our new equipment, we
continued driving up the mountain, chose our rafts, and waited for a parade of
elephants carrying tourists to finish passing us by. We made our way down the
slope to the river, taking care with our bare feet to avoid things like rocks
and grassy presents left by elephants. Into the water we plunged, and down the
river we went. There were some very exciting rapids at the beginning that made
Tony glad for his helmet and left me with a deep bruise from where I
hip-checked a boulder. Five or ten minutes in, the river was pretty mellow, so
we had to make things more interesting.
At this point I must confess, I chose to be on a raft with
Tony, Drew, and Laura Baker because I suspected that this group would be the
one to make trouble. And so we did. Splashing ensued, leaving those on other
rafts significantly less dry than the people on ours. At some point, Tony
decided to take things up a notch. He noticed that the elephants had left
grassy presents not only on the trail but also floating in the water. The only
obvious choice was to scoop said object up with his paddle and catapult it in
the general direction of another raft. A few failed attempts later, Tony found a really good one and – because there
was no one around – put it in the
raft. Although we were laughing, Laura and I did NOT approve of said decision,
watching as floaties crept backwards in the raft, polluting the water under our
feet. Gross, Tony. That’s just gross.
When we were in range, Tony barehanded
the thing instead of using his paddle, hitting the other guide in the arm and
splattering everyone in our raft as well. Fortunately we could rinse off in the
river.
Thanks, friend. Thanks a lot.
Okay… moving on. We had lunch at the elephant camp. The food
was awesome and the ambiance delightful. We were pretty much on a farm, with
lots of pigs – mostly babies – running around, very friendly cats basically
begging to be petted (so I obliged), a whole bunch of chickens and something I
suspect may have been quail. There were also elephants. And we rode them after
lunch. It was excellent.
That’s a big day. We squeezed back in the truck and headed…
further up the mountain. Bumpiest,
dustiest, most crowded transportation experience I’ve had in Asia. A little
dazed, we piled out of the truck, into the jungle. An awesome hike led us to
the base of a waterfall, where we enjoyed the sights, sounds, and smells that
accompanied this gloriously cool haven from the heat. A hike past a giant
spider led us back to the truck which took us back down the same road and then
all the way down the mountain into town, where we could think of nothing but
finding a hearty meal.
The day left me exhausted, obviously, but more than that, it
left me feeling very much alive. I love to be outside in nature – especially when
it involves mountains. Harbin is a little short on natural beauty, particularly
in the winter when everything is dead and it’s too cold to go outside and enjoy
anything that might still live. I’m really grateful for mountain biking last
week, the sunrise I watched over the top of the Christian school near our guest
house, the sunset I enjoyed by the river with Kayla and Laura, yesterday’s
mountainful adventure, the return of my Chaco tan, the chance to play with
animals, the downpour I stood out in earlier this evening, and all the moments
in between which have provided life-giving views of lovely flowers, mountains,
blue skies, and a river.
We start our conference tomorrow, and it will be time to
acknowledge and rejoice in beauty of a different sort. As we tell our stories,
listen to the stories of others, and deepen relationships with teachers from
other schools, I hope to be as fully engaged and delighted with people as I
have been with our surroundings here in Thailand.
We serve a great God whose loveliness extends far beyond what we can see in Creation.
I am excited to hear and share about how this has manifested itself over the
past six months.