Traumatic Day!

There´s so much to write, so I´ll just start at the beginning. We arrive at the hall this morning for service when the PO told us the car group would be stopping by Sister Cabellero´s house. Because a bus ran into her house! We weren´t really sure what to expect until we pulled up and saw the whole front end of the bus, smashed through the brick wall and sitting in her bedroom!! Apparently it happened the night before at 7:30. The sister lives with her two daughters in their 20´s. The 3 bedrooms are connected together along the exterior. It´s hard to explain but basically she lives in a cul-de-sac/round about at the end of the bus line. The buses turn around and head back down the hill...well this bus driver didn´t complete his turn and smashed right into the bedroom. There was bricks and dust everywhere. The sister had been standing in the adjacent bedroom when the bus came through her wall. After the bus crashed the driver jumped out and fled! He had to be hurt because the entire front end and wind shield were smashed in and there was blood in his seat...

So the entire car group of 8 spent the day at her house helping her move all their bedroom items out and into another part of the house. They actually left the bus in her wall overnight and didn´t extract it until this afternoon around 1. After the bus was out we were tossing brick by brick out of the bedroom. The rubble was so high you couldn´t even see the bed in the room. If her daughter has been in her room for sure she would have been killed! But thankfully, she wasn´t. No one was hurt. The appraisers came, took pictures, the lawyer was there, and the brothers moving all their stuff and patching up the wall until they can get it fixed. The bus company will be covering the expenses of repairing the house...we were worried for a second they might not because after all this is Mexico.

Then later that day...we ate lunch at the ¨Wal-mart¨. I either left my purse, it dropped on the way to the car, or someone took it when I wasn´t looking but my purse was GONE! Hours later when I realized we were on the other side of town. The brother driving dropped the others off and took us back to the store. Believe it or not they had my purse in lost and found. However, everything inside was all jumbled and all my money was missing. So thanks to whomever for returning my purse but STEALING my money! I had $350 pesos...the equivalent of 35 bucks but still that´s some major buying power here...

Alas...the day ended well despite all the crazy hectic problems!