Tuesday, 24 February 2015

A Few Pix from Rachel

Poor Rachel doesn't know how to do a blog, so here are a few of her latest photos.  Some of you may know that for the last 3 years she has been in a city called Cobija away up in the north of Bolivia, on the border of Brazil, and near the border of Peru.  Life was going pretty quietly...almost too quietly, until the last 24 hours when it started to rain.... here are the results!






Looks like lots of cleaning up to do....



Rachel says they are putting out lots of warnings about watching for snakes and crocodiles in the water! Think I'll stick with Bahia Blanca, at least it's dry!



Moving day for the señoritas....all hands on deck to help them take their bach furniture to their new abode...the shopping centre!!
The white dots are ice creams :-) that the señoritas bought for the poor hard-working soldiers helping the clean-up.








Bahia Blanca

This is one part of our field.  Bahia Blanca is a coastal city of around 300,000 people.  When I say coastal, you think, oh good! she's near the beach!  Alas, you can't even see the sea.... the sea is about 10 kms away, there is a major port here, but no good for swimming.  The nearest 'nice' beach (more on that later...) is about 150 kms away!  I've only ever been there once, when some friends took us in their car.

So 'nice' beach, means that it's big, and you can swim there...but that's about as far as it goes.  The reason being, PEOPLE.  On a nice day it's crowded with people.  They flock to the seaside, and it's very hard to find a carpark within a few kms of the beach.  The high-rise buildings are built right up to the frontage of the beach.  Like this:


Nice huh???!! Kiwis, be thankful you live in a country with a small population and readily-accessible beaches!

Anyway, back to Bahia Blanca (literally means White Bay).  It can get quite hot in summer (up to 40oC sometimes) but cold in winter (frosts).  Dry climate.  There are two Sunday morning fellowship meetings here, and another in a very small town called Micaela Cascallares to the north east of Bahia. (takes 2-3 hours to get there on the bus).

Here are some random shots of the place:











Argentina has quite a history with the British and the railway they built.  Although the railway has mostly fallen into disuse now, (still used in some areas), the tracks are still there, and the very distinctive British-built workshops are still standing (mostly abandoned).  In the 1800s when the railway was at its prime, the British came here and left quite an influence around the place.  There are towns called Hughes (which they pronounce "OO-guess") and Murphy (MOOR-pee) ha.  






The tap water in Bahia Blanca isn't too bad at the moment, but often in the height of summer when the lake levels get low, the water comes through with a very strong taste and smell of algae.  The residents either buy drinking water or they go to these springs that are in a couple of parts of the city. The council have fixed them up with pipes that are constantly running.  Boiling hot water comes out of them!  People take their flagons to fill, and they get free drinking water.  Fascinating! They advise you to either keep it refrigerated, or put a couple of drops of bleach in each bottle if it's being stored unrefrigerated. So here we are with Valeria Reyes and her mum Angelica, collecting our drinking water...






 And finally...this is what we are enjoying today... Where's that beach??!









Tuesday, 17 February 2015

2015 - Back To Argentina

The 31st December signalled the end of my home visit....a year that went far too quickly!  So many wonderful times and experiences, now it's back to Argentina.  Here are quite a few fairly random photos from that time till now.  I arrived back in time for our convention season and had four here.  At one point I got to go to Buenos Aires for two days to meet John Donaldson, Nadine and Kelsey Townsend, one of our young friends who travelled on the plane with John and Nadine, in order to spend a month in South America.  Here we are:































These two girls used to meet together for their little Sunday morning meeting, just the two of them.  Marcela, the only one in her family professing, and Laura had moved away from home to take a job teaching English in a school in a little town near Marcela's.  Marcela would take the bus an hour to Laura's and in her apartment they had their meeting for two years, until Laura went into the work.  Now Marcela is in the work, and they joke that a whole church went into the work!







From here I went to Buenos Aires, to anxiously await the Kiwis!! Here they come...



Next day I herded them into town, jet-lagged and all, and we did a city tour







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Fun's over, back to the real world...of conventions yet again!!












Angelica and her daughter Valeria preparing pizzas to feed the 5,000!!  Delicious!


From Bahia Blanca, we travelled to Neuquen