Beaches and Shovels

Don't have much time to post at the moment, but it must be said that this blog simply does not reflect in any way the level of adventure had in Mexico to this point. However, roadtrip craziness, blown van motors, self-opening trailers, missed freeway entrances and etc have not stopped the big plans God has made for this week in Morelia.

It is Wednesday, and we have now been on the actual work portion of the project for 1.5 days. The park has already undergone a major transformation, and we have much more to do. An archaeological-style dig with a huge tractor has revealed missing portions of a walking trail, new layers of paint have transformed playground equipment and bleacher seating around a basketball court, tons of dirt, rocks, and debris have already been removed. Tomorrow will see the spreading of 12 massive truckloads of gravel on the walkways that have now been excavated. A large amount of gang graffiti will be gone or covered over. New plants, shrubs, and a memorial tree will be planted. The park will, after the close of day on Friday, actually be a safe and beautiful place for families.

Jack Walker, who is one of the major brains behind most of this, has made it very clear that in his 35 years of experience, this is the best Spring Break Campaign team he has ever worked with. You would agree if you could see how they have rolled with the punches and maintained a Godly kind of joy and grace in the midst of difficult circumstances and grueling work.

We did a sort of reverse Sabbath on Monday and spent the day at the beach near Playa Azul. No words can describe how amazingly beautiful the beach, sand, and Pacific waves were after 598 hours in two 15 passenger vans. It was reverse in that we had our "relax day" before the actual project, but the timing might have actually been divine because it was a needed break in between the very long travel and the work ahead.

Follwing are some photos (coming soon) and videos of our latest adventures for your viewing pleasure. There was supposed to be a post from Jaz with her version of some events, so we'll get that up soon.

Buenos noches,

Cary



One of our vans blew an engine right outside of Saltillo.


Jaz. Need I say more?