I took the 2 hour bus ride from Santo Domingo into Jarabocoa. When I arrived, green bandana wraped around my forehead and my American backpack, every taxi guy in town was generously offering me a ride. I also could have had the oppurtunity to go paragliding, waterfall hiking or camping in the high peak. But eventual someone lent me a cellphone and I called the YWAM base and asked for a ride. The first 2 days of volunteering I did yard work with 2 other volunteers and 2 staff guys. A new team came later and I helped with VBS translating, juggling, kid carrying, guitar strumming, and sometimes general MCing. VBS stands for vacation bible school. We had about 40 kids from the barrio and from the orphanage. In my free time I played Sprinkle (a wild sort of ping pong), read C.H. Spurgeon, Judges, Jonah, and Joshua, and watched High School Musical (code name “Rambo 3″) One day 3 of us “jucumeros” went to a motocross race with clip boards to survey guys on sexual topics. I also brought along the good person test. We got pictures with the American who won the race. Someone at the motocross recognized me from a concert I had down at their youth group. I finnished writing a song and got some worship songs together the night before. Anyway, I got in touch with TEARS (true evagalism always requires sacrifice) and after a week of YWAM volunteering, took off on a motoconcho and climbed aboard a guagua to get to La Vega, a city about 30, minutes North of Jarabacoa. Ttyl.
Love,
Nathan

