Stuck in landslide

Here we are safe and sound but not after a very tiring day. The plane ride went just like clock work, right on time. We could tell when we landed that it had rained a lot here, there were puddles every where, we heard later that it had rained 8 days non stop, so you can imagine what things looked like. We were thankful that it was not raining now because it would not be fun to have to drag all our 4 heavy suitcases out into the rain.
We found a taxi right away who took us to the bus station in Sousa which was just a little room very close to the street, we dragged our suitcases inside just in case, got our tickets and had to wait about 45 minutes for the bus, meanwhile I was able to borrow a cell phone to call Leona and let her know we were in and what time to pick us up in La Vega about a 3 hour bus ride south into the mts.
The bus loaded and left on time and headed to Puerta Plata for a pick up there and then we were on our way, we were about a half hour out when we hit a big line of slow moving traffic that very quickly grinded to a halt. The news that came down the line was that there was a big mudslide that had covered the only road out of town, so now what? First the bus driver came and told us this was it the end of the line we would have to go back, whoa we thought what now? What were we going to do in Puerta Plata, my mind was working over time thinking about having to drag our luggage arround and find a place to stay and then again drag everything arround in the morning and have to cope with the language barrier. Thankfully this did not happen, after many slow starts and slow movements we inched a head, of course there was an equal line waiting in the opposite direction so every once in awhile we would see rows of vehicles go by while we were stopped.We were thankful that there was some english speaking natives right beside us with cell phones that we could borrow to let Leona know what we were up against and they also filled us in on what was happening or else we would have really been in the dark. Finally we got going and past the bad spot by then it was dark and couldn'r really see where the mt had given way. It was 9:30 when we arrived in La Vega, we had gotten on the bus at 3:20. Now you would think Leona was there waiting for us, oh no, where was she? we were of course very tired and hungry by now. Again a fellow passenger was waiting to be picked up as well and he let us use his phone to call. Leona was lost couldn't find the bus station in La Vega I guess they had recently moved it, just our luck. Anyway with some directions from our friend she and Angelo finally found us.
With many thanks to our friend we were on our way to Jarrabacoa another half hour drive through the mts, thankfully the roads were nice and quiet. It was good to arrive safely and we are thankful to the Lord for looking after us and providing so many helpful people a long the way. It was quite a day.
We heard that there were alot of landslides arround and that many people have lost homes and lives, very sad, so please pray for those people. Our little disomfort seems very trivial in light of their misery.
Till next time bye from a bit cloudy but dry Jarrabacoa and not cold