We've been working with this ministry and they've been setting us up with a ton of different opportunities to document different ministries in the area. On Thursday, five of us went up to one of the indigenous mountain tribes to see how they live and spend the night in the village. After a long, dusty ride in the back of a truck, we arrived at this beautiful little place.
Noina and Pastor showed us around and introduced us to many of the people living there.
When it started getting late, we hiked up a mountain to our hut. It was amazing to watch the sun set over the whole valley.
Here's our hut for the night:
Some of the village people brought dinner all the way up the mountain for us. The meal was made up of mostly things from around the area. Fish from the river, rice from their fields, and eggs from their chickens. We also pulled out some honeycomb from the hive that was attached to that hut. The honey was the best I've ever had. It tasted flowery and warm. Delicious. Then one of our guides, Noina, started eating the larva and encouraged us to as well. I wasn't even aware that people did that, but you know, when in Rome...
After dinner, the pastor took us frog-hunting in the river with a slingshot. We ate them for breakfast in the morning. The bones were a little weird to eat, but the rest of it was pretty yummy. It tasted like something between chicken and bacon. Here are the remnants:
I was so glad to have the opportunity to be with these people. It was an experience I'll never forget.
