The day before Glen waited from 12:30pm until 2:00pm on the side of the road for a transport before giving up and returning to the house.
Yesterday morning I decided we really really needed to do some shopping and I would go to town.
12:00pm Sophie and I leave the house and head out to the road. We hear a transport coming and run. We make it but it is full of people and produce for market. It doesn't stop for us.
12:20pm Another transport comes. It also is full and doesn't stop for us. Sophie is doing well chatting to one of the students also coming to town.
1:00pm a group wanders past to go into the bush to cut wood to make a bench for peole like us waiting for a transport. I joke that if they get working I'll have somewhere to sit before we get a transport. Set a deadline of 2:00pm, after that I will return to the house. Sophie says we should pray. We do.
1:20pm Another transport goes past full of produce for the market and doesn't stop. This time I am sure we would've fit on top of those copra bags. Sophie plays on the soccer field. She yells that she has prayed again.
1:45pm The students return with the wood. Sophie complains about being bored.
1:50pm I'm wishing I hadn't set myself a dealine so I could return to the house and have the afternoon nap I don't have if I go to town.
1:53pm An empty truck turns up, stops, we climb on the back. This one has wooden benches to sit on so the ride is relatively comfortable.
2:45pm We arrive in town. I have 45 minues until trucks begin to leave town for the south (where we live) at 3:30, an hour 45 until the goverment offices shut (4:30) and just over two hours before it will be very difficult to get a transport home (at about 5pm).