The day began with instant heat, but ended in rain. And when it rains, it pours, with gigantic drops that you would not find in BC. We say Vancouver rains, but if you haven't seen Poland when it rains, you haven't seen rain. Because of this, we had to make a delay in our singing and instead decided to hand out pamphlets, inviting people to our evening concerts. We each got 140 or so pamphlets and had to hand them to people walking by. Some accept them, some don't. Thankfully, we had Anna with us, who has a gift for doing this sort of thing. It must have something to do with her charming smile. ;)The guys (that would be Sam and Joe) were a huge help at first, but once a fancy sport's car came into their view, they just HAD to take a picture of it. That lasted only until the owner of the car drove off.
When the rain finally subsided (or at least we thought it did), we began to sing our merry tunes. Several people just walked by us, but a few stopped to listen and even clapped at the end of every hymn. One man was obviously so blessed by our joyful singing, that he went up and kissed Rebekah Unger's hand. It was rather embarassing, but hey, if these people are blessed by our spreading the gospel, that's great! :P
After a few songs, we headed downtown to sing in a different part of town. We walked by a few chapels, sang some more lovely hymns, and got rained on. We repeated the same process until lunchtime, which consisted of McDonald's food in a mall even larger than the one in Old Town. After a hearty, or not so hearty meal, we decided we would explore the mall and its shops. The guys were interested in the shoe shops, while the girls were content with just browsing through miscellaneous clothes stores. Most of the group met outside at the appointed place and time of 2:15, while other wanderers were late and received a shameful comment by Pastor Vanderveen.
We boarded the tram to return to the hostel until dinner time, taking extra care Tanaya did not hop on the wrong one. By the time we returned, we were all literally soaked to the skin because of the rain cascading upon us. We had a couple hour's rest at the hostel, and some time to change into dry clothes, and then we went out yet again for dinner at a restaurant that I forget the name of. This time we were prepared for battle, ready to face the beating drops of the rain. At the restaurant, there was only a waiter and a waitress, and they had to serve our entire group. The waitress was rushing around constantly, probably stressed out because of having so much to do. Many of our meals didn't come until about an hour after we ordered because there was apparently only one cook.
Our last highlight of the day was blissful sleep. Yes, I say this is a highlight because we were all dead tired by the time we returned. But, what am I saying? This is not unusual. Not at all.
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