tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332839996620973626.post-80113170244898042412008-01-02T19:50:00.000-08:002008-01-02T19:51:22.376-08:00So what is a typical working day like for you…? Weeellll…today it is pouring with rain as it has done for three days; the monsoon has finally hit and it is streaming down…so much so that I am not sure I will be able to see where I am going on my bike as so far I have not ventured to the office and am trying to work at home, where I am having trouble focussing. But I need to go to the office to give a key to T so she can try to get into town to pay salaries. Hm, I don’t think I will be able to see, the rain is coming down so hard. I can hardly hear myself think as it streams down on the iron roof. There is only one pool collecting in the lounge so far. The garden is filling up, becoming one big muddy lake. I am also at home because of that truck that featured a couple of entries ago. My magical neighbours found a good mechanic (finally….) but there are no workshops or good places that supply parts here. The water pump has been replaced (its problems overlooked many times by previous mechanics), the radiator fix has been refixed and now we are searching for a head gasket and trying to find an option that will take less than ten days so that we can put that in and explore what the next option will be. And the rain comes down. M is sitting here with his leg up as he can’t put it down and the mystery “burn” does not go away and spreads and looks so mysterious. He can’t get anywhere for anyone to look at it and really there is no one who would know what to do. We are getting more FFT (sorry, that has to be cryptic) and that has been better, but that is very hard too. So much seems hard. So little money, so little support and…what are we trying to do here? Before I go on my bike, some lunch, which I decided to add capers to (they have those here, but I am not sure why, do the missionaries really buy them?), Spanish capers, imported into The Netherlands (along with those quite good pickles) and then finding their way to PNG, probably via China.Helenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10860408659873835348noreply@blogger.com