I hope this old train breaks down, then I could take a walk around. See what there is to see, if time wass just a melody, with all the people in the street walkin’ fast as their feet can take ‘em I just roll through town….I need this, old train to breakdown, oh please just let me please breakdown…I’ve got no time that I got to get to where I don’t need to be.
-Jack Johnson from ‘Breakdown’
It was about 5 in the evening as we packed up the white Toyota Venture. I had a caregiver with me from the orphanage along with a new child, a baby, and a mother who’s baby had just passed away that day. We piled boxes of shoes and food into the back with our spare tire that I couldn’t get connected underneath for some reason. Oh, and we threw a little girl’s bike on top of all that stuff.
We wanted to get the women and kids out to the orphanage fairly quickly so they could settle into their beds and the kids could get some food. So I left with them while Carl stayed back in Mutare to wait for his friend Joe. Then he was going to leave later with Joe.