(So I wrote up this post during the second week of my stay in Vanuatu, but I didn't really have internet connection for the remainder of my trip! The same thing with my trip to the Torres, which I will post next. So that said, just pretend like I made this post a week and a half ago!)
Man Vanuatu is so nice! The Lord really has blessed me with this trip, and I feel like I have a second home here. I haven't traveled a lot, but I don't think that it is common to feel as comfortable and welcome as I do here!
The first couple days of the week involved a little scuba diving, and also running some errands around town with Tad. Tuesday was a ton of fun, because we made a long drive up to a place called Fanafo where there is a church pastored by one of the old students of the Searchlight Bible College (where I am staying). We were just taking up some food and supplies for them, but unfortunately Saki (the pastor) wasn't home. Luckily for us, breaking and entering is apparently not a crime in Vanuatu, because Bradley and Floyd just got the chain locking the door off, and busted in. I had never imagined someone breaking in, leaving a bunch of rice and food, and then locking it back up afterward. Saki said he knew it was us right away when he saw the food! We then spent time talking with some of the people from Fanafo, and they shared some amazing food with us (particularly these things that are like grapefruit but sweeter, so good). I'm starting to understand a decent amount of Bislama. After, they led us to an amazing swimming hole/river thing that felt amazing during those hot hours of the day.
The trip back from Fanafo was awesome, because Bradley chose to sit in the back with me and John, and was asking me questions about my life, and also sharing a lot about Vanuatu. It was the first time that I really got to have a long conversation with one of the guys, and it was great to learn so much from him! After we got back, he asked me if I wanted him to take me through the wilderness to a spot that used to be an old shooting range for the soldiers stationed there during WW2. Of course, I answered yes, and it was so cool! If you do a little digging, its easy to find the actual shells and bullets from back then, and it was very cool (I brought some of the bullets home). But it was even better to hang out with Bradley and talk. Everybody loves to feel "liked," but for some reason it felt really good to earn his respect. Although it wasn't anything great about me, I just didn't act like a total jerk! Because of how they have been treated, and how they have been brought up, most of the people here don't like white people, although the guys at Searchlight don't feel that way since they have gotten to know some really good guys like Tad. But even so, I think that they were worried I was gonna be really bossy or arrogant or something, and once they got to know me a little they found out I wasn't too bad!
Wednesday was alright, although it was a pretty interesting scuba diving day. It was my last dive, and I went down to 49 meters, to the engine room. Seeing the control room and the engines and being inside the heart of the ship was so crazy, but I did feel a little bit narced and was kind of weirded out. I had a little bit of a cold too, and you aren't really supposed to dive with a cold, so that might have made the dive a little harder. On the trip back, the wheel fell off the trailer and caused a big scene (not a serious accident), and I wasn't feeling so hot, so I just walked back in to town to be picked up. The good part about the day was that Floyd caught a flying fox in the morning, which was awesome to see, and had cooked it up and let me try it when I got back. Honestly I'm not being witty or anything, it really did taste like chicken, though a little bit juicier. Later that night, Floyd led a Bible study for some people in a small village, and it was great to be able to understand a lot of the Bislama. The message was really encouraging too, as Floyd was in Exodus and was talking about how God can use anything and anyone, which was something I'm learning a lot, even just by being here!
Although we were supposed to goto the Torres this week (they kicked us off the flight for other people, lame, so we're going next week), it really was a packed week! The last major thing we did before church on Sunday was to visit Champagne beach, which was really beautiful and relaxing. It was fun to play with Joel (Sam and Odelene's young son), because at first he was kind of scared of the new, tall white guy! Oh yeah, that's another thing that's cool about Vanuatu: I'm taller than most everybody! So next week is the Torres and I won't have any internet or phones or anything, but I'll write up an update when I get back!

