Surviving the Streets of Rio Only to Almost Die on I-24

We never felt threatened in Rio. The guys with guns didn't try to harass us. The crazy driving was OK if you didn't look. We rode in a taxi a few times. Wheeeee!

Charlie and Melanie are in this taxi.

After forever in the plane we were in Nashville!

Brothers Tony and Paul picked us up.

As we were heading to Clarksville on I-24 we had a blow out! Tony did a great job keeping the bus on the road. We were headed right for a big drop off. Tony said he thought everyone on the left side of the bus was dead and that he'd be the first to die. It was very scary. We prayed and braced ourselves and God took care of us. The big semi next to us slowed down to give us room to get over.

We stood out by the road rather than sit in the bus. (I've been hit before - totaled my car - while sitting on the side of the interstate.)

It started to get hot in the sun so we started to step up here in the shade. AAAAHHH! Poison Ivy!

So we moved over here. AAAAHHH! Big red ants!

So now we're safe - away from the poison ivy, away from the red ants, AAAAHHH! Here come the mowers!

We were finally rescued! Brent came by in his van. He saw us and turned around at exit 24 then had to drive back to exit 31 to get back on to get us.

Here we are in another vehicle adventure. We had to sit on the floor, but we didn't care. We just wanted to get home.

So in ten short days we rode in four airplanes, several vans and buses, taxis, trains, gondolas and elevators. God is good. We made it home.