I grew up in a family who lived and breathed adventure. I mean, who packs up their life and travels to a foreign country without knowing the language and goes to live with a Brazilian family who also doesn't speak English? And then go to the middle of the deep Amazon jungle and try to make contact with hostile native Indians? You have to have ADVENTURE as your middle name to do that, maybe even as your first name! Growing up like that me and my brothers were always into crazy things and doing things that most people never would attempt. More of those stories later though. This story is about one of our crazy, fun adventures we did for fun, not for life. My dad decided that it would be a good bonding thing to do a family fun adventure every year. Each year the adventure varied and was different but the goal was to create a memory and bond as a family. I'd say it definitely worked. This particular year we decided that we'd like to kayak down this river called Rio das Garca...
Our ranch in Brazil was given to us by God when I was 17. I was on a river boat trip with a group of young people from Canada who were showing the Jesus movie and evangelizing to the river communities. I had gotten invited to join them and help with translation. We spent a little over a week travelling down the river in a large boat and stopping at each small river community. We would go out among the village and invite people to come join us for the movie viewing and then evangelize afterwards. One day we had split up in teams to go hike along the trails by the river and invite the families. The girl I was paired up with and I got very thirsty so I suggested we ask for a drink at the next house we arrived at. The kind lady happily brought us a small glass of water. However it didn't exactly look like water, but more like yellow pee or something. But since we had asked and she had brought it to us with such joy, I felt obligated to drink it. I prayed before I took that first sip an...
In the jungle there is not much to do as far as recreational activities except going to the rivers. Of course in the Amazon, all rivers eventually lead to the great and mighty Amazon river. Even the smallest creek waters end up there. But I want to tell you about some of my favorite rivers that we swam in. To start with of course, the Amazon itself. I was born in a city right on the banks of the Amazon but never swam in it until my 8th grade year when I was 13 years old. My parents sent me to boarding school for missionary kids in that year. It was a beautiful location and groups of kids lived in a home with a missionary couple. This particular year something went wrong with the well or the pump and they told us that we had to bathe every day in the river. So every day we would get on our swim suits and jump off the dock into the beautiful river, attempting not to lose our slippery bar of soap. If you swam too far out the current would be strong but along the bank it was just like a l...
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