With the Bishop

Dear Friends, I am writting to tell you how the meeting went yesterday and what we have decided to do. We met at 3:45 which started out by us going around the table and telling the impacts we have already felt as a direct result of school. We then got into a discussion about the comunication (or lack there of) of the members of the board of the school of music here. We also mentioned that Morgan and I both want the Music school to be a succes, but not at the cost of our saftey. We then talked about our options with housing. 1) we live in the school where we currently teach 2) there is an apartment down the street from the school that is small but could be suitable. 3) we could teach out of a home that has five bedrooms, three bathrooms, a laundry room, a TV room, a clothes dryer (which is a room with direct sunlight and lines strung throughout the room), as well as a kitchen and living room. This flat is owned by two parishioners who live downstaires in a flat the same size. But they also own the masion next door (send pictures later). So needless to say that we took the third choice. This means we can teach the classes in our home and not have to carry anything valvuable outside. Also we will know that all the music instruments will be safe and this opens a place for the missionary coming down in February (Zach Dease) to stay. Overall we feel that this was the best option. We will start moving in on Saturday and resume class on Wednesday. This means we will have to leave the comforts of our poolside paradise which has been so nice and comforting after such an event as this. As of right now....we are in San Jose tonight so that we can arrive at the embassy early tomorrow morning in the hopes that we can replace my passport and visa in one day. Then we will return back to MaribueCaribe for our last night stay in tourist island. The car ride to San Jose was amazing. An experience that, by bus, is not very fulfilling. As we drove I got to take in many views; the rainforest which look like the appalachin mountains, but taller and covered with jungle instead of pines. The feilds upon feilds of bannana trees which remind me of driving through Kernersville when I was younger and seeing all the tobacco plants, but times 10. I saw many people on the side of the road selling fruits and veggies which made me think. These people (the kids most of all) have it way harder than I ever did. My parents did right by giving me the esentials as they could offord (and even when they couldn't). They did with out so that we could be comfortable. I am so thankful for parents like mine. Well after we get all setteled in, I will post and let you see the new house. . . of course since I no longer have a camera. I will have to ask Morgan to borrow hers. If anyone still wants to donate money then you can send a check made out to the Board of World Mission with Antioch in the memo line. Attached by a piece of paper stating that the donation is for Roman Brady. Send To Board of World Mission 500 South Church Street Winston-Salem, NC 27101 Any help would be great. For those of you who have already givin....thanks for everything.