I heart Germany!

Ok, so the last 2 weeks have been crazy. A good kind of crazy, though. Remember when I told you I had 12 people living in my house? Well, that ended Wednesday. My husband was actually the first one to go.

He went into one of the tribal locations here in the Sepik to help some missionaries move their house. That's right. As many of you know, we are currently in the process planning and buying all our materials to build our house in the jungle. Now we know we also need to make it mobile if possible. This is actually the second time these missionaries have had to move. Joy.

Anyway, 3N1 and 3 other guys flew into one location and then hiked like 12 hours to where the house is. He told me that the last 4 hours were almost straight up and he was having to literally climb with his hands and feet most of the way. Oh and it was raining that whole time. What some of you may not know (in fact, we did not know this until we went on our bush orientation) is that in the jungle when it rains it is prime time for leeches to attach themselves to you. Particularly to your eyeball. That's right, leeches like eyes best of all. And one of the other missionaries got a leech in his eye. And if that isn't scary enough, he let John Michael get it out with a pair of tweezers.

He will be gone for about 2 weeks as they take apart the house and move it to the new location.

Ok, so back to my house full of people. I was afraid that this was going to be a time where I was going to pay for all the havoc we wreaked in other people's houses when we had to live with them. You see, missionaries often have to live with other people in the time before, between and sometimes even after their overseas work, and I am pretty sure that most people hated us and never wanted to see our loud ugly faces again after those times. And most of those people were our parents.

But... it was actually quite amazing. I had a family from Germany here with their 4 kids in room, my family in another, and one of the coolest ladies in the entire world in another. I still can't believe how much noise there was NOT. I am telling you these people were awesome. Friendly, quiet and very very helpful. We loved them and hope we can forever be their Conference room mates. Now, I am sure they feel differently about us, since my kids are probably the loudest kids on this entire island of Papua New Guinea, but as far as we are concerned it is Georges + Depners 4 life!

I also had another very pleasant experience with another missionary lady who happens to be German. She came up to me after a meeting and asked me how old I was because she thought I LOOKED SO YOUNG! She said, "I looked at him (3N1) and wondered, is this his wife?" BAHAHAHAHA!! I look so young and he looks like a cradle robber! I am not sure if I have told you this yet or not, but my husband is 9 months younger than me. He loves that fact and rubs it in my face all the time. He treats me like I am some sort of cougar who picked him up at a high school basketball game. So, this was probably the best day of my entire life. And needless to say, I love Germany now!