My first days here in the island were marred by baggage hassles. First, my luggage was delayed, leaving me without my stuff for three days. Then, when it finally arrived, I saw that my relatively new suitcase had been broken at the hinges. I'm hassling with the airline at the moment to get a new suitcase to replace the damaged one.
Last night, our meetings finished early. As it happened to be International Women's Day, a group of us went down to the village, to the Kona Inn Restaurant, to try their famous Kona Mud Pie - a coffee ice cream creation. The men paid for the women's slices of pie. The portions were so large that we only needed eight slices for seventeen of us. It was fun to sit on the beachfront terrace, watching the waves breaking on the rocks and the palm trees blowing wildly in the wind. Those of us from more nocturnal nations (Spain, Hong Kong…) were surprised to discover that we'd got to the restaurant just in time: the kitchen closes and they stop taking food orders at 9 pm. (In Spain, many restaurants are only opening at 9 pm !)
Another full day of meetings lies before us, and we would value your prayers for things to be planned and decisions to be made that will affect the future of the ministry around the world. Thanks!
