Indiana Jones

I know Im crazy. Its almost midnight here but Im staying up to watch the MLB All-Star Game. I have to. I hardly get any baseball here. I saw Josh Hamilton rise from hero to legend last night after in blasted 28 home runs into the New York Sky Line during the first round of the Home Run Derby. Anyway, I had the best day today so far since Ive been on the Africa Mercy. The whole day was like Indiana Jones. Filled with off-roading with jeeps, weaving in and out of trees, dodging mud puddles and having to cross really really rickety bridges. And oh, crazy wild savages shooting blow darts with poison on them at us...jk not really. Almost though. So today I went out with Paul Waldron who is one of the key members on the CDS team (when I find out what that stands for Ill let you know). So what he does is go into villages cerca Monrovia and helps the villagers build and teach them to maintain wells. Its fun. Today I helped him pick up some sand in order to make some cement so put around the new well. We did that but then in turned into driving all through the jungle helping villagers with minor tasks, fixing wells, teaching them how to farm effeciently and almost tipping over off a bridge (twice) and into a river 10 ft below. Crazy. For a few seconds I thought I might die. By the way Im not exaggerating this one bit. We left the port around 830 this morning and arrived back at 515. Long day. On our way back to the main road from the jungle we saw (and tried to run over) this massively long snake about 12-15 ft long. We missed. But I think when I saw that I literally thought I was Indy searching for some treasure, lost long ago but an ancient forgotten tribe. Im not done. It rained all last night...terribly hard. It was crazy. I think we're about to get a hurricane soon or something. As we drove through the jungle it rained on and off all day. For a while we thought we might get rained in and have to spend the night. But God showed us a way out and around. We drove through puddles that were easily waist deep on me. It was nuts but such an amazing day. Paul said he had never had such an eventful day in Liberia. It was crazy.
Yesterday I went to the market with a few friends. It was almost as nuts as the jungle. As we entered the market this Liberian started screaming at us, yelling at us about something (I had no idea what it was). For a while I thought it was some selling technique and I was like, ''If this is how the market is going to be, I want to leave now.'' I ended up finding out that he was probably mad because the doctors mightve had to turn away a loved one of his because they were unable to help them. Youd be surprised how much that happens. Anyway, we spent maybe an hour and half in the market. I bought some fabric and Im getting dress shirts made by a local tailor. On the way back to AFM we rode motorcycle taxis. That was fun. There was life 4 of us (2 Americans, 1 Canadien, and a Philipino). We tried to race. At the tailor we went to their was birthday party going on and we were invited to join. That was a blast. The last two days have been incredible. If the rest of the trip goes like this Im going to go loco. #

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