Yo-yos

Today felt like we were living inside a yo-yo.  Up.  Down.  Up.  Down.

Aaron drove into town to check the wharf and to the last minute market shopping.  He found that the J. Harms, which posted their schedule as going to the Russell Islands tonight, actually was going somewhere else tonight.  But the Rusa had finally passed inspection and planned to leave this afternoon.

So we bumped up the intensity of our packing and Team Choate got everything loaded into the truck earlier than anticipated.  We watched the sky get darker and darker as we loaded, hustling because the ship hadn't set a clock time, just "afternoon".  As we turned on to the main road, we got stuck in traffic and the rain drops began to fall.  

When we finally arrived at the wharf, the rain was pouring, making the path up to the landing craft's loading area slippery.  For the first time ever, Aaron and the crew unloaded our cargo and stashed it on the boat while the girls and I stayed inside the shelter of the truck.  The ship's crew expected their departure to be delayed because of the rain.

After we returned to SITAG, Aaron called our translation committee one more time just to confirm everything.  And he learned that there is no motorboat available.  We felt like we had been punched in the gut.  Olivia especially took the news hard, because Sundays are the best day for dance and choir practices, and Christmas is only a few days away.  We are hopeful that a motorboat will be available on Monday morning so we can get settled before the Christmas festivities begin.