Nancy Perry

It’s way past time for me to give you an update about what’s happening with me. I’ve got a lot to cover from our crazy sprint to the airplane in Heathrow on our way to Hong Kong to wading in an ice cold waterfall in Wales. So with so much to talk about and so little time I’ll try and hit some highlights. When I come home in December we’ll be able to catch up properly.

September 15^th was the beginning of our time in the Far East. It all began with a miracle, which is a pretty good way to start a trip, when one of my team mates got half the team stranded in York while the rest of us were waiting at the airport in London for them. We have a diesel van and she put petrol in by accident. Long story short the five of them ended up having to get a train and lug all of our hiking backpacks (that’s 8 full size backpacks and their hand luggage) through the underground as quick as possible trying to catch the tube. While this was happening I was sitting in the Heathrow airport with three of my team mates watching the clock tick and listening to the airline workers tell us that there’s no possible way they can get here before the check in closes for our flight. Their train would arrive at the airport 10 minutes AFTER it closed and our tickets were non-refundable. We met them at the station and ran through the airport to the desks to be told that we had 7 minutes until they closed our flight. We checked in and got through security just in time. God proved the computers wrong!! Now of course all this couldn’t happen without an embarrassing moment. As we were running to meet the train I was pushing a luggage trolley and my drawstring got really loose on my shorts. When  I reached to fix it I lost control of my trolley and ran into the wall at full speed with many on lookers wondering what was wrong with me.

 We spent 7 weeks total in Asia. Two weeks in Hong Kong doing some inner city ministries whilst living in the oldest village in Hong Kong about an hour from the center by bus and subway. We worked with Nepalese children whose parents aren’t involved in their lives because they’re busy at work, homeless people, drug addicts and asylum seekers. We then crossed the border into China and took a 26 hour train ride to Kunming. We spent three weeks there going to different villages such as a leprosy village which broke my heart and a minority group village which has never had western visitors before. Then we went to Guangzhou in east China for one week and then back to Hong Kong for a week.

 November saw us back in a wet and freezing Great Britain. We went for a hike in the Dales (a national park) and of course it rained straight for 3 hours as we walked the hills and climbed over stones. All of my clothes somehow got wet (even my underwear) even though I was wearing waterproofs.

 Now I am preparing for a holiday in the states and for a new year here in York. I am getting ready for my last year on this leadership school (and hoping to lead a team to Brazil for 3 months next year to work with street kids, prostitutes and homeless people) and exploring options for what happens next and long-term plans as a missionary.I am in the process of making a new format for my newsletter which will hopefully be a bit more interesting so be looking forward to a few new things! Thanks for being so faithful and reading this to the end!