One of the unfortunate (!) aspects of being on a mission is that there always seems to be somebody "checking out", reaching their End Of Mission date which means a going away party. In this case it was two members of the Phillipino contingent, Lorenzo and Noel. Going away parties are usually happy affairs, everybody is happy to be going home. Lorenzo has a one month daughter he hasn't seen yet. And in the case of Phillipinos, a party means karaoke, all night long, interspersed with lots of dancing and lots of eating, OH MY GOD do they prepare a lot of food for a party. Enyways Mark Goode, Noel and I are bellowing out a Beatles song (I think) in the first picture, Heba and I are singing something or other in the second, Jas is humming along with Heba in the third. Actually Jas wouldn't sing no matter how much I tried to get him to. He doesn't want to look silly! Notice the hat that Heba is wearing in the pictures? Jas was wearing it by the end of the evening. He didn't look silly at all.
In the fourth picture Noel, Lorenzo and another guy and I are singing something or other, I don't know, the songs all kind of blend together after a while. In the last picture Jas, Heba and I posed with a bunch of the Philipino women that were there. Sigh.
It was also Heba's last night in town, she flew back to Khartoum yesterday to resume her serious journalism duties there. I'm going to miss having her here, she was like a surrogate daughter for my girls, it helped having her here when I was missing them. Tyseer, thanks for the loan of your daughter, it was a riot. I maybe didn't keep her locked up the whole time she was here but she seemed to have some fun with us.
No we don't party all the time on mission. Just in the evenings.
I'm going to bed.
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