Open waters towards Sweden
So much always goes on on these misadventures of mine. . .
My agent was from Turku met up with Ben, without checking email that told date and time. Thankfully GOd had me stay at the strain station and Ben arrived! We played in Turku all day doing many things, shopping at a second hand store, playing at the apple store, visiting a church over 250 years old, exploring an old village museum with houses set up from back in the day, hanging out at a cafe bar on the street, drinking lots of OJ, being told we are wonderful people by a random Finish guy, wondering the streets, sitting inside a warm theater with free toilets and eating mandarins from an outdoor market.
That night Lisa, the principal from Touivallina picked us up and took us to the school. Wow, Fins are so open hearted and hospitable. They might as a whold be shy , quite people but they treat you well and are kind people. It was fun to be back at a high school. I gave the am and pm worships and talked at two english classes with Ben. We were getting to know the students then it was time to go. On wednesday night Aila, the French teacher took Ben and I into Turku while she ran errands then she took us to a sauna. My first real sauna. She said I was brave to face all the heat but I told her it is like being at home in Texas or when I was living in Tchad.
Thursday we took a morning train to Helsinki, the capital, the train had electricity issues on the tracks so after a delay of a bit more than an hour we were at another station on our way. We played all around the city. We were by the presidental palace when a diplomat arrived and there were all sourts of soldiers and a band, playing sweet music. We explored an outdoor and indoor markets, big old church, natural history museum full of stuffed Finish animals and skelitans and we missed the boat . . . that's right for the first time in the most literal sense of the word I missed the boat . . . so back to the train station and back to Turku to take the am ferry. . .
That's where we are now, on the silija line ferry to Stockholm. We meet up with the Spanish SDA pastor when we arrive. I'm pumped to use my spanish all weekend. We will see where God leads us this weekend.
ps perhaps I would have fallen off if we hadn't missed the boat. . .
My agent was from Turku met up with Ben, without checking email that told date and time. Thankfully GOd had me stay at the strain station and Ben arrived! We played in Turku all day doing many things, shopping at a second hand store, playing at the apple store, visiting a church over 250 years old, exploring an old village museum with houses set up from back in the day, hanging out at a cafe bar on the street, drinking lots of OJ, being told we are wonderful people by a random Finish guy, wondering the streets, sitting inside a warm theater with free toilets and eating mandarins from an outdoor market.
That night Lisa, the principal from Touivallina picked us up and took us to the school. Wow, Fins are so open hearted and hospitable. They might as a whold be shy , quite people but they treat you well and are kind people. It was fun to be back at a high school. I gave the am and pm worships and talked at two english classes with Ben. We were getting to know the students then it was time to go. On wednesday night Aila, the French teacher took Ben and I into Turku while she ran errands then she took us to a sauna. My first real sauna. She said I was brave to face all the heat but I told her it is like being at home in Texas or when I was living in Tchad.
Thursday we took a morning train to Helsinki, the capital, the train had electricity issues on the tracks so after a delay of a bit more than an hour we were at another station on our way. We played all around the city. We were by the presidental palace when a diplomat arrived and there were all sourts of soldiers and a band, playing sweet music. We explored an outdoor and indoor markets, big old church, natural history museum full of stuffed Finish animals and skelitans and we missed the boat . . . that's right for the first time in the most literal sense of the word I missed the boat . . . so back to the train station and back to Turku to take the am ferry. . .
That's where we are now, on the silija line ferry to Stockholm. We meet up with the Spanish SDA pastor when we arrive. I'm pumped to use my spanish all weekend. We will see where God leads us this weekend.
ps perhaps I would have fallen off if we hadn't missed the boat. . .
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