Life in Bariloche

In early March I returned from Peru to arrive back in my home base of Puerto Madryn. Late to mid March I was on the move again, to spend two months in Bariloche, a beautiful city nestled right in amongst the Andes mountain ranges and alongside a huge blue lake. It is also home to a LOT of chocolate. It is here that a new YWAM base has started its first Discipleship Training School, and I am here to help them in the school and to also help build, buy, fix, or sort out whatever they need in the base building area. Of course, it seems that wherever I go, there is something also related to websites involved. But that is par for the course these days.

It has been almost one month here now. So how has it been?

I am enjoying Bariloche, and although I was supposed to be here for only 2 months I am now here for 3 months, until the DTS school ends, which is actually great in a lot of ways because now I will get to finish my first DTS school as staff since being in YWAM. It always worked out that somewhere along the way my other activities would pull me out of the school early. So this is a good thing.

Bariloche is now getting cold. We had our first snow fall on the mountain tops two nights ago and most of it has now melted away. It is truly magnificent to see this amazing sights, things that I have never seen in my life before and I am really truly enjoying it, even if I have to sleep with a jumper and socks so early before winter. It has been a really windy month here and the wind blows so strongly through the night that it rattles our roof and wakes me up. Every time that I wake up I wonder if the roof is going to get blown off. It hasn’t yet, and the wind has now died down so that has to be a good thing.

Us guys are now living upstairs in the room above the kitchen. It has a wooden floor and by nature of being above everything one would think that it would be really warm. But all of the windows are wooden and really bent out of shape. I have had to get the grinder out to get some of them to actually shut. Even closed, the wind whistles through the gaps and so our room ends up being the coldest place in the house. Just today I was up there at the balcony doors putting foam sealing strips and pumping silicone into all of the gaps in the frames. There is still a slight breeze coming from somewhere but now the curtains do not move around in the breeze. Hopefully tonight will be a little warmer now.

The DTS school is going really well. My role has been translating during all of the classes. I am also brushing up on my guitar skills and leading the worship times which has been a challenge yet worked out really well every time. There are three ladies and two guys in the school, so I am discipling the guys and because one of the girls is from Canada and only speaks English I also help the others communicate with her, and her with the others. She shared with everyone today about some of her frustrations of not being able to communicate and took advantage of the moment to also share some of the things that she had been wanting to say. The others had felt her frustration and sympathised with her, also sharing with her their frustrations of not being able to chat with her too.

Although the prices of everything here are much higher there are many more things here too. The city here is a little bigger than Puerto Madryn, with about 130,000 people here and about 50,000 people in Madryn. The best part of it all (for now) would have to be all of the different chocolate factories and being able to stop in their coffee shops and enjoy a rich hot pure chocolate drink every visit to town. A little indulgent I know, but ooooh so wonderful, and besides I hardly head into town, only once or twice a week.

So that is life here in Bariloche. All of my stuff is still over in Puerto Madryn, and even though I brought over two really loaded suitcases it seems as though I hardly have enough stuff for the cold. It is really really cold even now, probably because of the high levels of humidity, and some of my warmest stuff is not feeling so warm any more. Will have to start layering up the clothes soon. But I am really enjoying this place.

It has been great to come here for this time.

Back in Madryn – But Going Again

I guess it has been a while since writing something here. Life in missions seems to get really hectic at times. Even when I was travelling there seemed to be more time to write than now-a-days. At the end of every day, when I normally write something, I am exhausted and just want to sleep. Yet it is right at this moment that the people in whose house I am staying want to talk with me. So another hour or so of chatting and finally I collapse into bed, exhausted. The next day it starts all over again.

With each day like this, time for getting to the internet is limited and when I do get there, it is normally only enough to read my emails and answer just a few. The time available to write something more involved is just not there, and although a laptop would make things easier, I am yet to enjoy that luxury. So for now there will remain a 2 month gap. The events of Peru will have to remain written only in ink in my daily journal.

Now that I am back again in Puerto Madryn, there is more time to be able to write. However, in a couple of days I am on the move again. Bariloche is my destination, where a new YWAM base was opened one year ago. In Bariloche they are starting their first Discipleship Training School, which I will be helping in, and we will also be building a new room onto the house to help out with their need for more accomodation.

So here I am in Puerto Madryn, and three weeks later I’m off again. No wonder I love this life so much.

Going to Peru

Well, I guess I should add this note to say that as of tomorrow I will be on a bus heading to Peru for various months. Probably two. We stop in Mendoza for Christmas and then keep going using the cheapest way… or the way that has available seats during this crazy travel time.

The goal is to get to Lima by the New Year, and then head north to Chiclayo to meet up with all of the smarter people who travelled by plane to get there. Haha.

UPDATE: We are now in Mendoza enjoying Christmas with Lorena’s family. Today (26th) we continue our journey again.

The bus team
The four musketeers: Yamila, Paul, Me, and Lorena.

Bus travel
Lorena and Yamila at one of the many stops along the way to Mendoza.

Christmas Has Arrived

This current school of Discipleship is comprised of mainly foreign students, so as Christmas gets closer they are missing the feeling of Christmas from back home where there are lots of decorations and other signs of Christmas around them.

Christmas preparations
Katy and Nicole preparing their decorations.

Not happy to let things lie, two or three students set out to make a difference and surprise the rest of their class. So they set to work, using the Prayer House as their base, making up a whole range of creative decorations.

Then, on the night of the 7th after everyone had gone to bed, they set to work decorating the classroom with everything that they had made. The next morning as each student woke up and made their way through the room to the bathroom they were presented with an amazing surprise.

Merry Christmas
Feliz Navidad is Spanish for Merry Christmas.

The whole room is now colourful and Christmassy with lots of creativity, a fireplace, Christmas tree, and plenty of decorations. Thanks Katy and Nicole – you guys did a great job.

The decorated room
The newly decorated classroom during breakfast.

Christmas tree
Our very own Christmas tree.

A fireplace too
Even a fireplace to warm ourselves by.

Baby Jesus
Baby Jesus in a manger.

Chinese Jesus
A baby Chinese Jesus – adds to the multicultural feel.

Sheep and angels
Cute sheep and two angels also adorn our walls.

Origami decorations
The girls even found an origami book to make some flowers.

Break-fast

This week the students were encouraged to fast. After discussing it between themselves, a four day fast was decided upon. It was left to each individual as to just how they would fast, with yoghurt, milk, and fruit juices permitted should they so desire. Each day they were given the choice of breaking their fast, but nobody wanted to do so until their four days were up.

Praying to end the fast
Praying to end the fast.

Today, their four days were up and it was time to break their fast. So at 5pm we had break-fast with the students. For many of them it was a significant time where God had spoken clearly into their lives, producing some deep changes in them.

Some staff also chose to fast during this time alongside the students. I did so for the first two days, but the heavy physical demands of building the bathroom required that I eat so the work could continue.

Allowed to eat again
Allowed to eat again. Break-fast at 5pm.

Fixing Cars

It is now almost 20 years since I was officially a motor mechanic, and most times I keep this news quiet. But somehow the information gets out and before long my skills are called upon to help somebody out who is in need. Since on our base we only have one car this is not very often.

Today however, there was a serious problem with Jorge’s car as the speedometer suddenly stopped working and he was about to embark on a 6 hour journey early the next day. A quick look at it revealed the most common problem – the speedo cable had broken. So we headed down to the local shop and for 10 pesos had a new cable in our hands. I tried to fit it on the car while it was parked in the street, but without the tools and better access it was impossible.

No problem for Jorge. Within minutes we had arrived at the home of one of his friends – a pastor and also a mechanic. Although this guy had no available time to help fit the cable, he loaned us his workshop with a pit in the floor so we could fix it up. It only took 10 minutes once we were in to have it all sorted out and fixed, although the oil leaks managed to stain all of Jorge’s and my clothes in the process. Good thing they were all old.

The workshop
The only photo I remembered to take. The workshop.

Returning home, Jorge and I were very happy as the speedometer was now working again. Being a mechanic is both a blessing and a distraction, but if it can help people out when in need I am happy to help out every now and then.

The Pastors’ Lunch

Today was the end of year lunch for all of the pastors in Puerto Madryn. Well, all of the pastors that are part of the pastoral council in Puerto Madryn. There are probably hundreds of churches in the city but only some forty or fifty pastors on the council. Of these, about thirty turned up at our YWAM base for a hearty lunch of lamb on the stake and salad. Entertainment was some of Argentina’s national dances by our very own staff and students.

Watching the dances
Pastors watching the national dancing.

National dance
Probably the most common national dance.

The dancers ready to perform
Yolanda and Gabriel ready to perform the Charanga.

The Charanga danceThe tango
The Charanga and Tango were also performed.

Calling out the dances
The pastor seated performed the traditional role of calling out the dance, which involves saying various things about the performance of the dancers over the top of the music.

The lamb cooking
And of course, the lamb cooking by the fire. This is the traditional country method of cooking lambs.

Niko Camp

The Niko camp is something that remains mostly a secret within the YWAM ranks. Only those who have participated in a camp are able to talk freely about it between themselves. This tends to cause some frustration for those who have not yet been able to be a part of the camp, but once they have participated the reasons become clear.

There is nothing untoward about the camp, and most people who go camping would have participated in most if not all of the sorts of activities that we get up to during this camp. The way the camp is designed and run however, creates learning experiences that are better left until camp time.

Here are some photos that I took during the camp…

Waterfall
Discovering a waterfall before the camp begins.

Property owner
Talking with a local property owner.

Campfire
Meeting around a campfire.

Boys resting
The boys having a rest.

A beautiful sunset
Watching the beautiful sunset.

The end of Niko
The end of the Niko – our final group meeting.

Niko leaders
The leaders of this Niko (Me, Patricia, Trudy, Lorena).

Praying in the Prayer House

The main motive that I had for building this prayer house was so that it would be a place available for people to come and pray. This goal has been more than realised with the place used by both individuals and groups for times of prayer, and when not occupied it is also used as a place for various types of meetings.

Praying group
A group using the prayer house for prayer.

Ricky and Rosy Married

Well here I am in Santiago again. It seems that in the last few months I have been here a lot… if you count three times as a lot.

Ricky and Rosy with family
Ricky and Rosy with their parents on their respective sides.

This time I am here for a wedding that happened yesterday. Ricky, a young lad from the United States, was married to Rosy, a young Chilean girl, on Saturday at 6pm. It was a very typical ceremony with all of the typical wedding ceremony type of things. A wedding party, a short sermon, wedding vows, and the rings. There was also a time for the new couple to take communion together.

Rosy saying her vows
Rosy saying her vows.

The most different part of the ceremony was the candle ceremony where two candles are lit by the respective family heads and pased to their bride or groom. Together Ricky and Rosy then joined their candle flames to light a much larger candle on the table, and put out their individual candles. This is a visual act of showing how the two families that were once separate have now come to join together as one.

The candle ceremony
The candle ceremony.

With the wedding ceremony over we headed to the reception hall for a lovely meal and speaches. My part was mainly in helping Ricky’s parents understand what was happening through translation from the Spanish to English, but also organising a powerpoint presentation and helping Ricky during the nerves just before the ceremony started. Amongst it all I still managed to be able to take a few photos.

Rosy coming with her dad
Rosy coming up the ailse with her dad.

The wedded hands
Wedded hands now adorned with wedding rings.

You may kiss the bride
You may kiss the bride.