The back seats of small minibuses are never fun, especially when you spend 8 or 9 hours in them. That was me this afternoon, stiff and sore by the end of it, but glad of the experience. I think I felt the same friday night also after we arrived in Bratislava. We were there for the weekend to work with the team we equiped last year.
The drive to Bratislava took us on a southern route through Slovakia and the return took us on the northern route, both 8 or 9 hour drives. Slovakia is an immensely beautiful country, high mountains (the Tatras), forests, castles. Just amazing scenery, on past trips the ground was always covered in snow this time its spring and life abounds everywhere.
Yesterday in Bratislava was great we did 5 shows, with three of them on the street, one in a cinema and one out side a big blue house. The big blue house was a small block of flats that housed 59 families. The kids were normal wild kids, you had to earn the right for them to listen to what you are saying. We made many great new friends in Bratislava, the love of the team there for the children they are trying to reach is truly encouraging. The children they work with live in bad places, they do not behave well, but yet God has laid them on the heart of some people from this small new church.
By the end of Saturday's shows I was knackered, so today was nice, communion with the folk we worked with Saturday, lunch and the drive home to recover from yesterday. Along the way, while we were on the road I recieved text messages from the team back home, they also were on the road home from a big show. It was really encouraging hearing from them.
Something I have never noticed before in Slovakia, there now seems to be lots of graffiti. There was none last year or the year before, it comes with greater wealth suppose.
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