Driving to Thanksgiving Service

All of the following photos were taken as we drove to a special Thanksgiving service that was held in this area of our town, New Amsterdam. We were invited by the District President to come to the service about 2 hours before it began. All the roads in this neighborhood are dirt and there are some really big holes that were tough to negotiate, even with our missionary truck. It was dad's first experience driving in a dirt road neighborhood and having to drive on the left side of the road, like England.

Here come the cows at the end of the road. Zero in closer to see them. We passed pigs and horses just all on the loose with no one making sure they didn't run away.

Notice Porky is outside the fence, not inside. But of course, the animals here are as free as the people.

Every street in this town has a trench on both sides of the road, so a bridge (or board) has to extend to each house. This is one of the bigger trenches.

More trenches.

Here's where we had the "Thanksgiving Service". Dad was asked to speak by the District President as we arrived. 65 attended and 2/3 were nonmembers. We didn't know why they were holding the service but dad did a great job of speaking about trusting in the Lord.

After the program, each were given a drink, a small paper sack with sweet breads and garbanzo beans in it and a full chicken meal in the black plastic bag.

This photo is of me looking into my little brown sack of garbanzo beans. I already ate the 2 slices of cake on top of the beans. Notice the wrapped candies, too. Those bottom things are some type of dumpling. I never made it that far into the sack!

Every day is full of surprises. Tomorrow we have to teach a fireside. I guess I'll sign off because it is about time I prepared!