We are feeling a little down today as Holly and Jessica went back to Canada on Friday night. The two weeks went by very quickly but we had a great time with them here and had no problem getting into the Christmas spirit once they showed up. We made numerous trips into Guayaquil and surprisingly enough some of them had little to do with malls, although we did have to do almost all our Christmas shopping over the space of two days. It is amazing how quickly the mind can focus on the task at hand when you know there is a deadline!
As the big week rolled around we were able to keep up some of our family traditions while mixing in some new activities. We had an enjoyable time on Christmas Eve and chose to eat our main meal then, Ecuadorian style- although we ate around 8pm and not around midnight as many Ecuadorian families do. Christmas Day was a quiet, enjoyable day for just the four of us and we enjoyed a walk on the beach in the afternoon.
At the end of the week we drove into Guayaquil for a hectic three days. Rolando from Bastion hitched a ride with us as he had brought our house-sitters out to Playas with him. He took us downtown to an area where they sell the majority of the “manigotes” that they burn on New Years Eve. The display must have stretched out for a kilometer or so and it is amazing to see the craftsmanship that is put into some of these papier mache figures.
We enjoyed the “Cena para Los Jovenes” (Youth Supper) at Alborada on the Friday night, although it was a little stressful for me as I was preaching in Spanish for the first time in almost 11 years. There was a large group of almost 80 out at this event and it was a good opportunity for all of us to catch up with some old friends. Holly and Jessica spent time with Gaby and Leyla; two of their old friends from our old neighbourhood. I had a chance to chat with Nestor who I was privileged to lead to the Lord so long ago. He has had some struggles in his life since then but seemed to be in good spirits and is appreciated for his ability to lead others to the Lord. Kelly spent time with Cecilia who is one of the teachers at the school in Bastion Popular and is also a very talented and creative woman. We also found out from Gaby and Leyla that unbeknown to us, three others from the old kids club that we used to hold in our house became Christians and that two of them are regulars at Alborada! So take heart all of you who work with kids. You just never know what God is doing in the hearts of the young ones that you are sharing with.
We spent three days overnight in Guayaquil staying with David and Kathy Edgecombe. Watching David preach and listening to him talk it is amazing to see what God has done with this formerly quiet, shy young man who used to come to our house for guitar lessons. David is confident, convicted, and of strong character and together he and Kathy make a very capable young couple. “Iglesia Evangelica Alborada” has grown tremendously over the years, much of it being the result of their strong leadership, the love they show for others and their passion for God. While staying with them we did some sight-seeing in Guayaquil, spending most of a Saturday afternoon visiting the Malecon and climbing “El Cerro Santa Ana” (Santa Ana Hill.)
The following day was spent at Alborada again where we were delighted to see Gaby, her husband Christian and her brother Jose along with 6 others recognized as deacons and deaconesses. Then we enjoyed another supper, this time immediately following the morning service. Turkey and rice were the order of the day and the meal was served with much confusion in the main auditorium with everyone seated – more or less! There are no church basements in Ecuador – so church meals are a little trickier to serve. However, miraculously there were no major spills as far as I could ascertain. In the evening we were back once again for the Christmas youth presentation. By way of a change about 30 youth had put together a cantata of sorts dealing with Noah and the Ark. They lip-synched to a backing track and had these marvelous costumes that had all been professionally made to match their requirements. Other than Noah, all the characters were animals and the make-up was astonishingly good. The message in the songs came across very strongly. It was suitable for all ages and was very well received.
We made it back to Playas on Monday morning, just in time to be in town for the big New Year’s Eve bash. The house had been well looked after by Rolando’s brother, wife and son so our minds will rest easy if we need to go away for a few days again. At around 11pm we made our way down to the malecon in Playas to see in the New Year. I think that almost everyone in Playas must have been out and we were reminded how much this means to the Ecuadorian people. For them the burning of the manigotes is a way to kiss goodbye to all the trials of the previous year and see the new one in with a flourish of hope and anticipation. There was a huge display of manigotes with, once again, some amazing craftsmanship. As far as I could tell the winner of the competition was a Fire Truck with working lights etc. Thankfully they did not burn it when the New Year came in as it was so big that it might have taken half the town with it if they had filled it with the customary firecrackers! However, they did burn just about every other manigote in sight and there was always a strong possibility that a couple of real live humans might be burned as well! We chose a site that was a little more distant from the main action where fireworks were going off in all directions and chose instead to hang around a group of families that were burning theirs a little further up the beach. The noise was incredible and the smell of cordite hung in the air as the figures literally went up in smoke!
On New Years Day we were up early as we hosted a group from Bastion at the camp. Close to 40 came out to spend the day at the beach and get away from the big drunken party that was the city of Guayaquil. The bus -replete with Canadian colours and flag as it was donated by Canadians – showed up around 10 and everyone piled out and made their way to the beach with Kuma our guard dog beside himself with excitement to see so many old friends. There was to be a lot more excitement before the day was over however. It started with a rat in the glass-fronted fridge!
We had opened up the kitchen so that they could use it to keep things cool and prepare some lunches. However, it wasn’t long before Holly came out to tell me in sotto voce that “there is a dead rat in the fridge!” To this point no-one seemed to have noticed it so when everyone headed down to the beach I headed into the kitchen to see what I could do. Unfortunately, the rat was very dead and had obviously been decomposing over a few days. We had left the fridge propped open with a bottle a few days ago to let it air out and the foolish rodent must have knocked the bottle over as it climbed in, thus imprisoning itself. I opened the door and was immediately sorry that I had as the stench was overwhelming. I tried to shovel the critter out but it was stuck to the fridge wall and was not going to budge easily. I realized that this was going to be more than a two minute job and that the overwhelming stench was not going to go away easily -so we closed the door, covered the glass with a garbage bag and left a “Do not open!” sign on the door and opened every door and window in the kitchen. The rat would wait for a later date!
More excitement was literally just around the corner! Shortly after the rat episode I was sitting in the shade with Rolando and his dad discussing plants when we heard a crash followed by another and a huge cloud of dust was kicked up from behind our neighbors’ far wall. We realized that someone had lost control of their vehicle on the bend approaching our house and rushed over expecting the worst. A Hyundai Santa Fe had lost control, hit a drain about 50 yards back and then crashed into the wall. By the time that Rolando and I jumped a couple of walls and made it to the scene we could see a fire below the vehicle and although the driver and passenger had made it out by this time we began to shout for water. Quickly a makeshift chain of people was put together and buckets of water passed from our house to the scene but before we needed more than a couple of buckets Rolando, “El Bombero!” (The Fireman) had it out. No one was hurt but the evidence was there for all to see when about a half dozen bottles of beer fell out of the car! Before you ask, neither the police, ambulance, or firetruck came and in fact the driver was quite insistent that we all leave him to sort things out. Within a few minutes they had pushed the car out of the ditch and were on their way to Posorja in a seriously devalued SUV. I wish I had taken a picture!
However, the biggest excitement of the day was reserved for late afternoon when Jaime, one of the youth, showed up at our house complaining that he had been bitten by something in the water and was now in excruciating pain! At first I thought that he was just kidding around as he only had a small pin-prick on his toe to show for it, but when he began to complain of pain around his torso, and feeling as if an electric current was flowing through his body I thought it was time we took him to see someone. By this time he was writhing about in agony and complaining of being cold so we wrapped him up in a blanket and Jose, Willian and I rushed him down to the Red Cross on the beach in Playas. There we discovered, as I suspected, that he had been stung by a Stingray! They gave him an injection for the pain and then cut out the stinger which was still in his toe! It didn’t take long for the pain-killer to take effect and Jaime was smiling again. As I suspected he was very popular with the girls by the time that we got him back to the camp and I am sure that he had an enjoyable trip home as the centre of attention! All in all it was an exhilarating New Year’s Day!
We spent our last few days with the girls relaxing, shopping, walking the beach, doing jigsaw puzzles and having a good time hanging out as a family. Their two weeks were action packed and fun-filled and I think that they were both reluctant to go home to the cold and snow in Canada and are both talking about coming for another visit. In fact, Holly is going to try to save enough to come and help out at the first week of camp in February during Reading Week! Anyone want to come with her?
Verse for the Day: Proverbs 22:6
“Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn from it.”
El Malecon and Cerro Santa Ana

Jessica part way up the hill

The view from the top of the hill

Out shopping in Guayaquil

Three participants in Noah´s Ark getting their makeup on.

Supper at Alborada
, Gaby, Holly and Jessica