Friday, October 14, 2016
Santos and I finished up our teaching of Hebrews, James, and 1 Peter, leaving the remaining books for Aldo to teach. That morning we were surprised to see Galindo, the man we met in Curiyacu, carrying his son, Abram, who was blind. They had made the trip upriver, and after meeting with Jairo and our team of doctors, we determined that Galindo would need to travel to Tarapoto (1 hour away by taxi) for evaluation and then make two trips to Lima for treatment.
We went out for lunch with our team one last time, and when we returned the whole group was released to return back to their homes, some with two, three, or even five days of travel ahead of them. In fact, Santos and I would have time to return to Lima, fly to Cusco, visit Machu Picchu, fly back to Lima, and finally take the long flight home before everyone from the training would be back in their own beds.
Around 4:45 the taxi showed up and Santos and I said our goodbyes, leaving open the possibility of returning again sometime down the road. Pastor Jairo prayed for us, and we were off. During the drive back to Tarapoto we saw that there had been a new rockslide since the day we had driven down just five days before. We were reminded yet again just how blessed we had been to avoid major difficulties on this trip.
We caught our flight from Tarapoto and landed in Lima around 10 pm. Since our flight to Cusco was scheduled to take off early the next morning, we decided to hunker down and sleep in the airport. Little did we know the most taxing part of our trip was just about to begin.