HORIZONS FAR An Indian Summer 1 Arrival at The Homes Greetings from Ahava Guest House I made it folks! Here I am in beautiful, damp, misty Kalimpong and nicely settled into my room at Ahava where I have spectacular, dual aspect views of the surrounding hills and, with a bit of luck during the next two months, I might get to see Kanchenjunga. Ruth (Sponsorship Secretary and allround amazing lady – see pic below) was at Bagdogra airport to meet me, having been on the road for six hours due to landslides and after a refreshing cup of Darjeeling we set off back to DGH – another six hours, although thankfully the rain was light.
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HORIZONS FAR
An Indian Summer
1 Arrival at The Homes
Greetings from Ahava Guest House
I made it folks! Here I am in beautiful, damp, misty Kalimpong and nicely settled into my
room at Ahava where I have spectacular, dual aspect views of the surrounding hills and,
with a bit of luck during the next two months, I might get to see Kanchenjunga.
Ruth (Sponsorship Secretary and all'round amazing lady – see pic below) was at Bagdogra
airport to meet me, having been on the road for six hours due to landslides and after a
refreshing cup of Darjeeling we set off back to DGH – another six hours, although
thankfully the rain was light.
Up and up we drove on the narrow mountain road, twisting and turning, surrounded by
mist as thick as a London fog and bottomless ravines below, until suddenly we broke
through it into clear skies, waterfalls, giant ferns, wild monkeys and the famous narrow
gauge steam train which came chugging past us as if to say “welcome back”.
It was around 8.30pm when we reached the school campus and Ahava was a very welcome
sight. Housekeeper Christine had a delicious meal waiting for us, internet connection was
available on her laptop thanks to something called a ‘dongle’ (I’m off to buy one tomorrow!)
and my room was comfortable and spacious, hence I was asleep within minutes of climbing
into bed.
Sunday morning dawned wet and very misty after heavy
overnight rain. In an effort to help me get my bearings, Ruth
gave me a short guided tour on the way to the hall for morning
worship – the chapel being out of bounds at the moment due to
slight damage from the repercussions of the Nepal earthquake in
April.
I was introduced to the congregation (students and staff) and
there were some “oohs and aahs” when they were told that I would be leading worship next
Sunday. In the 115 year history of the Homes I am the first female chaplain!
Then it was off to Lucia King nursery to meet the new intake of children, four of whom are
sponsored by members of the McCabe group who were here in March. I chatted with Rose