so yeah, as you all know we live in asia now.
and with that comes a few wee differences...
oh wait, by wee I mean HUGE.
minor details, right?
Today for instance, I was standing in the cereal isle of a pretty large department store in Kathmandu.
Probably one of the nicest and biggest in the city,
it was like 3 stories high and judging from the fact that the cereal isle had like 100 different types of cornflake options, I felt like it must be pretty legit.
I was just about to read the ingredients on an oatmeal box when....
THE ELECTRICITY WENT OUT!
in a grocery store. with like 200 people. and frozen meat that was no longer being frozen.
?
my first instinct was to yell Kevin's name. which I did.
i'm not going to lie, I was kinda freaked out in a cereal isle of a grocery store in the dark.
give me a break, when's the last time that's happened to you?
ok. now you see my point.
In the 2 minutes it took the lights to come back on,
I had pulled out my measly cell phone so I could see a dang thing,
frantically ran kevin over in my attempt to find him,
and then giggled hysterically at the ridiculousness of the situation.
The moral of the story is...
1) i'm evidently still afraid of the dark and
2) i'm obviously living in another country.
speaking of other awkward moments so far, nepal has relegated Kevin to a small little nook on our bed. how is that you ask?
well, to begin, I think the idea of "comfort" is pretty lacking here.
Why call it a mattress if it feels like you slapped a thin pillow case over a board and called it good?
The first few mornings I woke up I seriously felt like I had just carted 50 pound of bricks on my back up a hill...I was sore, to say the least.
Sweet Kevin found an extra "mattress" in a little storage room in our apartment, and put it on top of our existing "mattress". The only problem is that the new mattress only covers 3/4 of the bed, so Kevin falls into the little 1/4 crack every night to sleep. I secretly snapped this picture of him asleep in his cubby, haha.
Poor guy, however he promises he doesn't mind.
Husband points!!
in other electricity news...
we are getting used to being pioneers and using candles to see what the heck we are doing.
The first night we slept in our own apartment, the lights went off as we sat down to dinner.
I thought..."ahhhh, this is so fun! we get to eat by candlelight....how romantic!".
The second night it happened, it still seemed a tad romantic other than the fact that I could hardly see Kevin or what I was eating.
The third night, it was just plain tedious.
It's hard to cook, eat, and get ready for dinner by the light of 2 measly little candles (which is all we had! haha). We've since bought a few more candles, and some friends gave us some lanterns. But, it's still adventurous, so i'm not complaining:)
lastly, we had our first language training today.
I cried.
yup, and it was really embarrassing.
my mind goes blank when i'm asked a question in another language.
I at least learned that much today.
sweet Kevin, who is brilliant at languages and is practically fluent after one day, was so precious in encouraging me.
I think our tutor thinks i'm nut-so.
so if you think to pray for me in language learning, well, i'd LOVE that:)
hehe
{me right after I was crying...but don't worry, Kevin then caught me with a smile...}
for all the giggles this new place brings, it has also ushered in a most beautiful community.
we've only been here a week, and yet we feel a part of people's lives already.
this is divine, and we praise jesus for kingdom people.
yesterday we got together with a group and prayed for women being trafficked all around Nepal.
it was powerful.
and I felt like I was a part of something bigger than myself.
oh yes...
to be fully alive is to be fully aware that there is something
so much deeper and higher and lovelier to spend our lives on than just ourself.
have a great Wednesday lovelies!
love Katie
