In addition to our normal blog entry this week, we thought it would be fun to give you a small picture (figuratively and literally) into the world of life in Kolkata on our Trek team.
In Mokattam, we went to the cave churches. The people there are mostly coptic Christian, which are descendants of the ministry the apostle Mark started in Egypt.
It’s 2AM by the time we arrive, in Cairo that is. It’s anybody’s guess what time it is state side. It is even less clear what time our bodies believe it is.
In walked Pi Bu with a bloodstain the size of a salad plate on his pant leg. I could smell that his pants were soaked in urine. He scowled at us. Refused to undress. Didn’t want to shower.
The rain stopped as suddenly as it had started. Jordan, Travis, and I had been sitting under the awning of the Soymilk Factory for the past half hour, watching, waiting.
