Sacred Heart Parish - Likati, DRC
The immediacy of information in America is enough to spoil anyone, and my impatience is testament to that.
I thought that at least the bikes would be here by now, but really, there’s nothing I can do but wait.
There’s no one I can call (that is, if my phone worked) and no way to discover whether the bikes are 30 minutes away or 3 hours -- or even if Adam has already picked up!
So I wait.
Stupidly, I left my current book in Difongo with Adam so I don’t have much to do to entertain myself.
At this rate, I’ll have to add goat-watching to my CV!