Patience is a virtue I am still yet to learn. I have a feeling that I am going to learn it fast here in Nepal.

I woke up at 9, and having heard constantly for the past few days of the eminent threat of japanese encephalitis and it's vociferous spread through kathmandu, After a rushed prayer time I ran down to local Paten hospital and pleaded for them to give me a vaccine. 30 minutes later I was recieving a comprehensive medical examination from a senior doctor. All i needed was the jab. Anyway I successfully got what I came for and saved a large amount of money on a vaccine that i should have got in the UK before leaving.

My favourite part of the day was going to see kung fu panda 2 at the APX cinema downtown with my beloved friend BUshan. It really tickled me, it was a hilarious film. To my surprise the cinema was just as nice as the UK, maybe even slightly nicer inside. It was slightly weird that they had an interval after one hour of the film but hey, I can get used to that.

I have to say that watching Nepalis getting on and off escalators is one of the funniest things I have ever seen in my life. Funnier than the film actually. It looked like when penguins waddle up to the edge of a big ice cliff and kind of plop into the ice cold waters below. Actually it was the film ELF! Hysterical.

This evening I went to visit A BMS worker called Martin Butterworth and his family. It was nice to meet some more people. I went on Bhusans bike and it was pretty scary on the roads but I made it tp Dhobigat about 15 minutes away.You just have to be confident and ring your bell ALOT! We discussed life in Nepal, bike trails and God.

I left at half 8 when it was pitch black. It gets dark stupidly fast here in Nepal. Anyway so five minutes after i left I started to realise I was lost. I peddled faster but obviously this just made things worse. I started to feel so nervous that I'm sure I weed myself a little. I didn't care though. I began to peddle and pray, peddle and pray, peddle and pray through suburb after suburb. I saw light and could smell the intoxicating fumes of kathmadus main road leading to patan. I emerged and realised I had made it back to familiarity! I cycled a long way up the mainroad (I had emerged waaay down) but managed to make it back to Goshen guesthouse in patan where my friend stefanie from the states was chillin. It made her laugh, I was just about able to laugh. The Lord is good!

So..."patience" I hear youa ask. Well Nepal is an unpredictable and sometimes volatile country. There are often strikes, locally known as 'bunds'. The truth is I am probably not going to make the 10 hour trip to my hospital on Tansen on thursday because there is going to be a 'bund'. How long...no-one knows. The response is a characteristic shrug of the shoulders from the locals. They are a part of life, engrained within Nepali culture. Im desperate to begin the work for which I have been sent but this will inevitably be delayed. I pray for patience and wisdom to use my time wisely and not get annoyed at the disturbance of plan. Patience is a virtue.