Wow, after weeks of anticipation, planning, translating, preparing and packing the day is finally here! Chiapas Medical Mission 2015, here I come, ready or not.
My fellow interpreter on this mission, Katherine Allen, had to talk me down of my self-imposed last minute melt down. My back pack is too stuffed, I’ll never close it again (You have to understand, I am not a light packer in the best of times, and I am not a camper so putting everything I will need for 10 days, including sleeping bag and mat, into a carry on back pack is not something I do! I’ll never learn all the terminology in time for the simultaneous lectures to the local doctors. Even though I’ve been madly translating all the lectures all week, there are still a lot of new WORDS to learn, big ones! I’m too old for this! What am I getting myself into?!
Okay, deep breaths. Enough of that silliness! Everything is going to be OK. My adventure begins. Back to Mexico, the land of my childhood, which I have not set foot in for about 40 years. I wonder if the jacarandas will still be in bloom?
So if you don’t hear too much from me, dear readers, it’s because we may have sporadic or unreliable internet access in San Andrés Larráinzar where we will be, up in the mountains of Chiapas. Stay tuned and blessings on your adventures, whatever they may be!