One Week Down ...

We survived our first week, thanks to a great deal of prayer, and we were happily looking forward to a weekend rest. Sadly, we were woken up at 3am Saturday morning for a baby delivery. The woman, who was about my age, was having her first baby. She was married to a MUCH older man who had taken her as his wife in the hopes that she would bear him a son - he already had 1 son and 7 daughters by another wife(ves). In Muslim culture, a man is allowed to take up to 4 wives. This woman was tough as nails though...she barely let out more than a moan when the baby crowned and was walking home 40 min after delivery...craziness! They don't make girls like that in Canada! :)
I hadn't known at the time that the man had been hoping for a son and proudly brought a perfect, beautiful little girl to show off to her dad, only to have him show his disappointment. I guess he didn't realize it's his sperm that determines the baby's sex! JP told me later that he had a good chat with the man and educated him on how to improve his chances of having a son 'the next time'...don't know where he learned that :)
So after catching a few more hours of sleep, and to escape any other weekend intrusions, we decided to take the motorbike to Cap Skirring for a look-see and a little R&R. Cap Skirring is a popular European getaway for its beautiful soft sand beaches. But, no trip with the Duchesne's is ever simple and the couple of hours spent lazing on the beach came at the expense of my nerves. All told, we broke both clutch and brake handles, had a spark plug die on us (it was only 2 weeks old), ran out of gas, wanted to eat when restaurants weren't opened (everything closes for an afternoon break), and got a sunburn! Now we head back to work to recuperate from our weekend of 'rest'!