While Aaron is away teaching on the other side of our language group, the rest of us have been busy sorting and packing. The news from the Kosco keeps bringing it back sooner and sooner, and now we are hearing that it should be coming back tomorrow.
But in the midst of the packing, a break is a wise thing! So, we took my mom over to the point of our island, past the pig pens, through the bathrooms, and over by the cemetery. The best way to walk to the little strip of sandy beach (most of our beaches are broken coral) was to walk across a fallen coconut tree.
When we finally arrived, Leku came over to tell us that we needed to wait just a little bit longer because someone was using the facilities. But the starfish and the view we found were worth the wait.
The camouflage on these starfish is so amazing - I love the way God made them! They just bury down in the sand and you hardly know they are there until you almost step on them.
We had to hustle back to the house to listen to the shipping report on the radio in hopes to find out more about the Kosco's schedule. But we made some sweet memories during our brief break.
We couldn't hear the shipping report well because of static, but one of our colleagues was able to contact the ship's office to let us know that the ship expected to be in Marulaon about 3:00 a.m. So we doubled our packing efforts!
Aaron came home late in the afternoon and gave us fresh energy to get everything packed up. And Kiko stopped by to get a pair of reading glasses after supper. My mom (and several of her friends) generously donated glasses, so between what Gayly brought and what my mom brought, we have lots to share with our neighbors.