Man-boy is in Switzerland now, after spending the first night and day in the Miami airport, flying to London the second night, spending that day seeing the sights (for the second time, poor thing), and flying the third night to Geneva. They arrived at their camp in Einigen at 4:30 Wednesday morning. Needless to say, no work got done. They slept, ate, did laundry (in their buckets), and slept some more. Here's where they are suffering for Jesus:
Not in that particular chalet (they don't call them houses over there). Man-boy's chalet has canvas sides with two bedrolls in it, but I don't feel sorry for him. It's 70 degrees and sunny with no humidity during the day, mid-fifties at night. He's in paradise—so what's a little construction work?
In other news, Ben brought home our flooring today, and it's stacked neatly in the dining room. It may take a while to put in, but it will be worth the wait.
And now, since I'm so tired I can't put another sentence together, I'm going to bed.
Be thankful ~