Showing posts with label Transportation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Transportation. Show all posts

Sunday, June 26, 2022

HFAM Reunion and Road trip

 Last year at this time I was in Bangkok, spending most of my time with my YWAM missionary friends Iven and Kashmira Hauptman and their kids. We've known each other for about 15 years having first met in 2007 in a small dark coffee shop on Sukhumvit after one of my counseling colleagues encouraged me to look them up next time I was in Bangkok. And so during each subsequent time in Thailand we would usually connect and hang out. Over the years, six kids were added to make up what I call the HFam! Last year while in Bangkok for three months, I spent most of my time with them and in their neighborhood as I wrote about here. When I first reached out to them wondering if I could hang out in their neighborhood we did not know how our lives would come to intersect and how important and lifegiving we would become to each other. Long story short...right as I arrived last May, they as a family began sensing a call to return back to the US after 15 years living in Thailand. This was unexpected and not on their radar and perhaps even questioned initially - in most ways Thailand had become home, especially to their kids. All six kids had been born and raised on the same street corner a few blocks from the Grand Palace. Apart from brief visits back to the US, Thailand is/was home and all they knew. So the timing of someone arriving in the neighborhood who happened to be a counselor with a heart for third culture kids, who had also done his share of leaving 'home' and who loved this country as much as their kids loved the same country did not strike anyone as coincidence but rather as a huge gift. And for me it was certainly a gift to spend time with lifegiving friends who speak into my life through their words and example AND to be given the opportunity to have a purpose in walking along side them - kids and parents - helping them process this big change that was potentially coming. 

Even as I arrived still pretty broken and attempting to pick up pieces of my life, they affirmed me daily with the same message they offer everyone they encounter: You are deeply loved and known by Jesus. 

When I returned to Thailand in January of this year it was intentionally to spend the first month with them as to help during their final month before returning to the US. Again, it was a gift to be, as we began to jokingly call it, their 'transition specialist' - but it was more of a gift to just walk beside them in their journey as they continued to walk beside me. When they left in February, we knew that we are in some sense or another stuck with each other for good (hopefully!)

In spite of now knowing each other for 15 years, we have never ever met in the US until two weeks ago when I flew to Kalispell, Montana to meet up with them on the last few days of a pretty epic road trip. To help introduce their kids to America, they had decided to go on a cross country road trip - it's their story to tell (hundreds of stories actually) but I met them on day 50 or so and spent the next six days on the final leg of their two month, 12,000 mile, 33 state road trip.

Flying into Kalispell

Collection of Junior Ranger badges 

Some things don't change - books, backpacks and shoes - similar to their front door in Bangkok




YWAM Lakeside base - Montana



Inside St. Ignatius Mission Parish - a brief stop...because St. Ignatius...





This was such a crazy pit stop! HFam members are hard core, they go hundreds of miles without a pit stop, but we needed one and chose these porta pots with a busy highway one side and a rushing river on the other - not the safest place but nature was calling...



The Depot - YWAM base, Cascade Idaho


Friday, November 26, 2021

Two months in the UK - the Places... and a few activities

From fields and forest to beaches and bodies of water, from ancient to modern, it's impossible to capture - let alone post all that I saw and experienced during my two months in the UK but here are a few of my favorite photos and memories (outside of the people - see previous post for that!) If you're friends with me on fb, you've seen some of these before, but not all!



Always an adventure with Alan - in this case we saw a very large apple on tree long since abandoned in the fields behind his house...and of course we had to get it! see photos below for size comparison


Size comparison - that's a grapefruit next to it and a regular size apple!


Geocaching - so much geocaching...


Fifteens - Irish sweet treat

more geocaching...

zoom in....

Montalto Estate with the Dormans


More geocaching...this one about did us in but we found it!


On the way to...

Devenish Island Monastic Site founded in the 6th century by Saint Molaise on one of Lough Erne’s many islands

Wednesday, July 1, 2020

Coast to Coast during Covid

Almost twelve years ago Andrea and her dad and I set out from Seattle, headed for Durham NC in a 24 foot truck Budget rental truck as we began our journey and move to the East Coast. Full blog post here. Readers of this blog will know that much has happened in the time since...many miles travelled.

And so now I return back to Seattle - by myself - again driving a Budget truck (thankfully a little smaller) and not towing a car this time. Grateful to have my friend Mark along to help with the driving as well as providing some much welcomed navigational and emotional support. A smaller truck meant we could actually exceed the speed limit if we wished and due to a tight turn around time for Mark at the end, we managed to do the drive in four and a half days instead of six. 

Not as much stuff as first trip...or as many plants.

We stayed at four Hilton properties and it was interesting to see what Covid restrictions (or lack of) were in place as we moved across the country from state to state with stops in Indiana, Iowa, South Dakota and Montana. Full hotel reviews as usual can be found here - though you'll have to scroll back through the list. Like anyone who was taking this new reality somewhat seriously we had plenty of hand sanitizer, masks and whatever else we needed to navigate through new terrain. And as you can imagine as we moved away from the coast, fewer masks were seen - at some petrol/gas stations we were the only one's wearing masks. At a stop in South Dakota close to Sturgis where the large motorcycle rally would be held in a few weeks, I overheard an unmasked local dismissing covid but also not wanting all the strangers to bring it in when they attended the rally. There's a conundrum! 

Anyway, we made it safely to my parents in Seattle where we were welcomed warmly. Mark was a good companion and driver. We encountered kindness from strangers at different points and the truck got us across the miles in  good shape. And I was grateful to again be able to see miles and miles of landscape and big sky roll by which was good for my soul. As I discovered twelve years ago, if you have never driven across the country from one coast to the other, it is a gratifying thing to know that you can do it. 

First road trip photo as we crossed our first state line...

Temporary pull off due to a massive storm, hail and tornado watch

Waiting for the storm to pass








Friday, September 1, 2017

CR Philippines

For the past couple years I have been involved with a community of adult third culture kids (ATCK's) who all attended a Chefoo School or lived in some sort of dorm/boarding home/ hostel run by OMF, the organization most of our parents worked for in South East Asia. We call this community Chefoo Reconsidered - and it is just that - a reconsidering, a re-looking and examining our childhood experiences. Most of us were sent to boarding school as young as age five. Older generations often experienced several years in between seeing their parents as they were sent back to their passport countries at age twelve or so for secondary school. All of these, as you can imagine might have a profound life long effect on someone. It's with the hope of reconnecting and finding healing where needed and remembering amazing adventures we shared together as well as deep deep pain that we keep gathering. We have had two gatherings at the last Chefoo School in Malaysia that closed in 2001. I wrote about that experience last year here. We also have had gatherings in the US, the UK and Australia. One of the most amazing things about these gatherings is the age range. At our most recent gathering, we had those who were close to 80 and the youngest who was 26. Our shared experience truly spans generations and such a gift!

At some point I began to volunteer on a planning committee for a different kind of CR experience in the Philippines in July. All the previous CR gathering have been held at a retreat center or the original school, but the challenge in planning a return to the Philippines was that there was a Chefoo or OMF boarding facility in at least three places. Long story short, we decided to go to all of these places on a bus tour that turned out to be even more special than I think anyone anticipated. I won't share individual stories as they are not mine to share, but I want to post some of my favorite photos and experiences. I shared more on facebook but if for some reason you didn't catch them there, I hope you enjoy.


Our starting point was the Kabayan Hotel in Manila where we departed for Baguio for two days followed by our return to Manila with a stop at Faith Academy on our way south to Calapan, ending at Puerto Galera.

Manila waterfront...every city has a wheel!
Yummy Filipino food


The first of many gatherings...
Our wheels for the week
Room to spread out

Stories could be told using the mic and PA system


The group at a former home
Former boarding home transformed into a beautiful B&B
Some things don't change in the Philippines...
Delicious mangoes