Licensed to Drive

I am told that the procedure to get your driver's license here in Iloilo takes almost the entire day. You need to filll out several forms, get a drug test, and also have a medical examination. You also need several copies of your forms for each person you visit in your quest for the license. Fortunately there are clinics nearby the Land Transportation Office that can take care of this for you, but you still have to jump through all the right hoops, in the right order.

It did not take all day, just most of the morning. I was issued my first Filipino Driver's License today.

Actually this is not the official license, just a temporary paper one. The official license I can pick up at the Land Transportation Office six months from now--yes you read right, six months.

Comments

Preach the Gospel, Use Soccer if Necessary

Preach the Gospel, Use Soccer if Necessary Preach the Gospel, Use Soccer if Necessary Trinity Fitness is in Honduras! Our Honduras mission trip team. Preach the Gospel, Use Soccer if Necessary St. Franci...

The First Day of the Rest of Her Life

After seven nights in NICU, Gabriella is finally with us. Today is the first day of the rest of her life. To all who held us so tightly in prayer during this very difficult time, we want to express our extreme gratitude and appreciation. Thank you for standing with us in prayer, seeking God for health and healing for our newest child. Your prayers are powerful and effective, so don't stop. If you happen to be in the Maryland area, please feel free to contact us if you want to come see the newest missionary in the family.

There are times . . .

when I really miss being in the States. Right now in Maryland the weather is getting very cold, and there might be snow in the forecast. I miss the smells of winter and the cool crisp air. I also miss the first world comforts that I have taken for granted for so many years. In that regard, I miss how most first world countries are usually much cleaner. I also miss living and working in a temperature controlled environment, where I am hardly every sticky with sweat or humidity. Also the Filipino way of doing things is different--not necessarily better or worse, just different. I guess I will go through this all throughout my missionary career. While Iloilo is my home, I still feel like a foreigner. While I love my life here, I am still a citizen of two worlds, calling two VERY different places home.

anascomissions.org

Search This Blog