We had an unusual drama with this visiting team from Kona today.
Personally I have never seen anything so spectacular on how bad things can get in an outreach team. Today is the day they travel deep into their outreach country and they were supposed to leave the base noon sharp as we have arranged transportation for them to get to the train station.
I supposed they couldnt get all the cleaning done in their apartments or have their stuff fully packed before they went out for lunch. And I supposed they didnt take it seriously when we told them they will have to pay extra to the bus company if they fail to come on time. And I supposed they couldnt call and let us know if they would be late. The bus driver was frustrated. Anna and I were frustrated. 30 minutes later, there still wasn't any sign of them coming back. We started to wonder if they would make it to catch the train on time. They would lose $1000 USD for this lesson if they happen to miss this train.
Finally at 1240, 4 out of 9 of them showed up. No apology or explanation was offered. Obviously they were embaarrassed and mad that we were rushing them off to the bus because they wanted to go back to their rooms. One lady to my shock and disdain said she was going to leave a book she already read here. Which part of 'make sure take all your belongings or leave no lapsap' didnt she understand? Her husband stormed to the black gates, and at the same moment, little Caleb saw him and introduced himself "Hi, my name is Super Caleb". Being sweet and all, he was shocked to see this grown up man gave him a mean look, tried to open the other door of the gate, which almost knocked him over. I quickly pulled Caleb to myself. I dont know what would be Craig's reaction but if we werent in a hurry to chase them out, I swore I would have gone up to him and punched his lights out for aiming his anger at our little Caleb. Grrrrrrrrrrrrr.
I just had to lodge this off.