26.06.2007 0 °C
The beginning of the week went according to plan. There were the high noon meetings at 12 followed by our prayer set and rumble all in quick succession. So I was in that room from 12pm until 10pm. That's about as routine as things got, and then came mid-week crisis, although it was actually a Godsave in disguise. He prompted me to check my VISA to see when the expiry date was on the small white form that was stamped at customs. I assumed that the date would be within June, but after I'd completed all the renewals paperwork, I realised that I'd bought myself another month due to my lack of observation. It was actually valid until July 28th.
I also then realised that I would have to book my new flight directly after I'd mailed off the VISA documents. Then there was reactivating my mobile phone, checking the lugguage situation for the tour, submitting my application form for the Summer of Love tour and another hiccup when I realised that the flight I would go on to book required the passenger to possess a valid student / youth travel card. I managed to get all of the tasks done except the application for the travel card. Fortunately I have been able to monitor the VISA renewal process and apply for this card here in Nashville because the building has free wireless internet.
We were joined by three guys: Austin, Dan and Josh in the middle of the week - they seemed to be seasoned intercessors that had been with the Cause for a while. Yesterday I got to know the guys a lot better in an episode involving a wooden duck, which can be viewed here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ky0eIWdjruU
Over the weekend I had to somehow juggle a thorough cabin cleanup with the other important things I still needed to do (including the flight booking itself and going to the Church service). Before the weekend really hit us, me, Sean and Steve decided to go out - we thought it'd be the last time we'd get to go out before Nashville. We actually nearly double booked ourselves to play disc golf with a couple of guys we'd managed to evangelise to at the bar we went to called 'The Graduate' (seems fitting). That in itself was an unforgettable experience. Steve headed straight to the bar, while me and Sean racked up for a couple of games of pool. There was no sign of Steve for about half and hour... until he brought over two guys that he'd been talking to at the bar. It soon turned into an evening of ministry! We stayed and talked with these guys until about 3am and then hit Waffle House directly afterwards. What an experience that was. All the stories about that place turned out to be entirely true. The staff were very "interesting" individuals, especially our waiter / waitress Andrae. Ryan asked him whether he'd found a good place to do his nails locally. I was trying not to pay attention or make any eye contact, but even Steve in his state of toxic bewilderment symbolled to me that we needed to pray for him. He was right.
The rest of the weekend involved packing and not getting very much sleep. When it came to loading up the trailers, I had a similar prompting that came out of a conversation with Adam (which I don't think was in any way related: it just triggered off the question that I would ask Chuck - the guy in charge) so I dropped the conversation and went over to Chuck to ask him when the actual date was that we'd be arriving back in Fort Mill. He said we'd be back around a week and a half to two week after San Francisco (our final destination on the tour before returning back to base). That was definitely a last-minute saving grace. I went over to the old UPS truck and got my barrel case out of storage and into the bag pile!