Quincy is the Promised Land
Holy macaroni! I can't believe I haven't told any of you about last week yet!!! I have so much to tell you! Honestly, almost all week has revolved around a couple we started teaching this week, so it's time for you to meet Kevin and Rachel! The story begins last Monday, at 6pm . You have to understand that nights in the midwest are the worst, because everyone goes to bed when the sun goes down. To make matters worse, working on p-day evening, we don't get a dinner hour, so we have to knock until 9. It's brutal. On top of that, it started raining right at 6. Honestly, we didn't have good moods at all. But we had to go out and work, after all, I'd just written a poem about this whole concept. Definitely wasn't about to let that be poetic hypocrisy! So, knocking we went!! After a train of events, we ended up in a trailer park on the edge of town. I'd never knocked a trailer park before, but I definitely wasn't looking for...