First things first. Beverly is alive and well again! She even came out with us last night to meet the girl from the China shop.
We met her at a cafe by the river and the music was calm and relaxing. The mood was great and we were speaking back and forth pretty well with her. Enter sister. She was a fireball of energy, much unlike shop girl. She comes in and immediately lets us know how cool she is. We're asking questions and finding out about her and she's all over the answers. Her English is a little bit better than her sisters so she translates some for her and then tells us she would like to take us to her favorite club.
Now, "club" up to this point has been nothing more than a cafe with slightly louder music than one you might find in town. When we went with our friend and her boyfriend the night before we went to an American rock and roll club. Not tonight. We went straight up techno.
But first they wanted to show us around town so we walked with shop girl, her sister and her sister's friend we found in the center, up and down the main walking area of the center of town. Then our friend had to leave because she had to work in the morning but her sister was going to take over from there. She led us straight to the pool where a tent had been set up with lights and speakers and standing room tables. We paid 150 dinari each to get in, got stamped, and followed her into the light show and heavy bass.
We all held our breath and gave each other looks of reassurance. We could do it. We had to.
The music was loud but we had gotten there early enough to find a table. We all stood around it looking at each other and giving nervous looks and laughing nervous laughs. The sister was instantly into it, bobbing and head nodding, so we started to bob our heads too. We took pictures, we danced a little bit (bounced up and down enough to be considered technically dancing), and we smiled, a lot.
The first hour was fun and awkward but mostly fun. It wasn't a scary place, there weren't too many people and the people that were there were pretty still. Everyone just kinda found a place and head bobbed while trying to talk to their friends, which was a total waste of time because the music was way too loud to be understood even at close range.
Two and a half hours later we decided it was time for us to go home. The sister and her friend had been going steady the entire time but we were a bit exhausted so we told them we were going to head home for the night. We exchanged contact information and walked half-deaf back to the girls hotel. I've never slept as soundly as I did last night.
Sarah led our devotional time this morning. Today we will be working on putting up fliers advertising our English conversation class we're running Monday through Wednesday. The sheets have tear off contact information with my number on it as well as the address of the place we're having the practice sessions. The thing is tomorrow but even if just a few show up, it's a success for us and they can tell other people and grow the group over the course of the following days.
Tonight we should be heading back into town to prayer walk and maybe find someone else to meet. The city is kind of dead on Sundays because most of the shops are closed. This will give us plenty of time to put up fliers and hand out cards with the same information in the center of town.
Please pray for Beverly, that she is completely well and that she continues to be healthy, as well as for our efforts with the English class, that people would come and that some good contacts will come from it. Who knows, maybe we'll meet someone while we are handing out cards and putting up posters? We'll be ready for anything.
Thanks! :) Ciao!
We met her at a cafe by the river and the music was calm and relaxing. The mood was great and we were speaking back and forth pretty well with her. Enter sister. She was a fireball of energy, much unlike shop girl. She comes in and immediately lets us know how cool she is. We're asking questions and finding out about her and she's all over the answers. Her English is a little bit better than her sisters so she translates some for her and then tells us she would like to take us to her favorite club.
Now, "club" up to this point has been nothing more than a cafe with slightly louder music than one you might find in town. When we went with our friend and her boyfriend the night before we went to an American rock and roll club. Not tonight. We went straight up techno.
But first they wanted to show us around town so we walked with shop girl, her sister and her sister's friend we found in the center, up and down the main walking area of the center of town. Then our friend had to leave because she had to work in the morning but her sister was going to take over from there. She led us straight to the pool where a tent had been set up with lights and speakers and standing room tables. We paid 150 dinari each to get in, got stamped, and followed her into the light show and heavy bass.
We all held our breath and gave each other looks of reassurance. We could do it. We had to.
The music was loud but we had gotten there early enough to find a table. We all stood around it looking at each other and giving nervous looks and laughing nervous laughs. The sister was instantly into it, bobbing and head nodding, so we started to bob our heads too. We took pictures, we danced a little bit (bounced up and down enough to be considered technically dancing), and we smiled, a lot.
The first hour was fun and awkward but mostly fun. It wasn't a scary place, there weren't too many people and the people that were there were pretty still. Everyone just kinda found a place and head bobbed while trying to talk to their friends, which was a total waste of time because the music was way too loud to be understood even at close range.
Two and a half hours later we decided it was time for us to go home. The sister and her friend had been going steady the entire time but we were a bit exhausted so we told them we were going to head home for the night. We exchanged contact information and walked half-deaf back to the girls hotel. I've never slept as soundly as I did last night.
Sarah led our devotional time this morning. Today we will be working on putting up fliers advertising our English conversation class we're running Monday through Wednesday. The sheets have tear off contact information with my number on it as well as the address of the place we're having the practice sessions. The thing is tomorrow but even if just a few show up, it's a success for us and they can tell other people and grow the group over the course of the following days.
Tonight we should be heading back into town to prayer walk and maybe find someone else to meet. The city is kind of dead on Sundays because most of the shops are closed. This will give us plenty of time to put up fliers and hand out cards with the same information in the center of town.
Please pray for Beverly, that she is completely well and that she continues to be healthy, as well as for our efforts with the English class, that people would come and that some good contacts will come from it. Who knows, maybe we'll meet someone while we are handing out cards and putting up posters? We'll be ready for anything.
Thanks! :) Ciao!
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