As I type, my husband is putting the finishing touches on our packing for Guatemala. We have packed seven very large bags...including one that we ran out to purchase this evening. In our defense, we do have a whole bag of food (something last year's trip to the Dominican Republic proved was critical when traveling to a third world country with a picky eater). We also have an entire bag of craft supplies for Vacation Bible School for 100 children. There are a couple of bags full of layers of clothing (mostly old play clothes that have been all but outgrown and will be left behind for the Guatemalan children). There is also an entire large duffle bag of rain boots and ratty tennis shoes for the muddy conditions we've been told to expect.
The real laughter, however, comes from the provisions packed by my ever-prepared hubby. Last year, our traveling companions in the D.R. nicknamed him "Safety Scott" because of his ability to meet any semi-emergency with just the right gear. We started our own little game of "Let's Make a Deal" trying earnestly to stump him with random requests.
As we were packing tonight I joked that we were ready for just about anything except being robbed at gunpoint.
"Oh, no, we could actually handle that," my husband retorted, revealing that he had scalpels, IV fluids and pain meds.
He was not kidding.
I have been assured that there is Wifi at our base camp and I should be able to blog about our experiences as we go. But if you think of us in the morning, could you please pray? While we would certainly appreciate the prayers for safe travel, I am especially praying that our hearts are as prepared for the days to come as our luggage seems to be.
P.S. In addition to our seven bags, we are also transporting two extra bags of supplies for the water filtration project we will be working on while in country. So, Sunday morning while you are gussied up and looking respectable at church, we will be the Clampetts unloading at the Atlanta Airport...2 adults, 3 seven year olds, 9 bags, 5 carry-on backpacks and 3 booster seats...because you know when traveling along mudslide prone mountain roads in 3rd world countries...safety first. :-)