|Just Foot Soldiers
We had stopped for breakfast while on our way out to a village when we noticed this man sleeping (yes we did see him move) in the center median of the road. Trucks, buses, tractors, tuk-tuks and motorbikes were flying past him, clouds of dust and exhaust were surrounding him. Unfortunately this isn't an uncommon sight but no less shocking to see. Our hearts break when we think how many are lost and hurting in India and throughout the world.
As always train travel in India is interesting and entertaining. We arrived safely in Nellore, and after meeting up with old friends that transported us to the orphanage, we have settled in to a degree. Fortunately our first day was one of rest. We bought a few groceries so we’ll be preparing food daily for most meals unless we’re in villages where the pastor or evangelist’s family will prepare food for us. It had been raining for three days prior to our arrival so the roads were quite muddy and humidity extremely high. Daily temps are probably in the 90’s and each morning we are greeted at 5:00am by the Muslim call to prayer. Friday was our first day of travel and we visited a remote village about 2 hours from the Alma orphanage. With 6 of us packed in to our small auto, we buzzed along the roads in and out of small towns and villages laden with people, animals, tuk-tuks (small taxi’s) and tiny little shops. We stopped at one small whole in the wall restaurant for a quick breakfast and special tea that the owner insisted upon making for us. Vijiyam was our expert driver for the day and maneuvered us through a number of small streams and up dirt roads until we finally arrived at the village.