Conversations with Barnabas: Namelock, Samwell and Marco

Before I get started with this week's blog, I want to tell you about my trip into town today so I could post it. Our rainy season is finally here a bit late but here. So it rained a couple of nights in a row which means I have swept bags full of dead termite swarms and moths out of my house. I had been at the site for a week and half so I was also out of food good for a diabetic. So I was ready to come to town. I arranged my motorcycle taxi as normal and left just after morning devotions at the school. He had apparently eaten his wheaties this morning because it was a fast trip to the normal dala dala stand. Only no dala dalas and he kept going. We get a mile past the normal dala dala stand and about 100 people are standing around a larger bus that is stopped. So we get off and go look to see what is up. The road is flooded. Never fear we decided to cross it anyway on the motorcycle. Twice I had to get off and hel...