Onto the Boat
Another day we distributed to a larger town right on the road, but of
course some of the families whose houses were destroyed were across
the river…so onto the little rope-toe boat those wheelbarrows went.
It was an interesting process to watch and help with — and the ladies
wheeling the barrows were very gracious and appreciative of our
As to roads, I need to note for the record that even the
administrative center for this particular cluster of towns and
villages is a good 1+ hours’ drive away from the nearest paved road.
When I say “road” I mean muddy and/or incredibly bumpy and dusty dirt
track. Not comfortable driving at all, but functional for bringing in
pretty large trucks for local deliveries and so on. Can’t imagine an
American truck driver would consent to drive over some of these roads
(I’m thinking of some where the floods had washed out some of the
bank, and I found myself silently praying the road would hold as we
passed over it…).
The next set of shots show both more of the barrows being loaded on
the boat, as well as some shots of the big distribution. Man oh man,
was I sweaty after all that! (We started that morning by unloading the
barrows, which were then assembled — shots of that are further