| That night we traveled to Sandy Bay. Our taxi turned off the main
road and we immediately came upon a nicely lit church... And went right
past it! We turned onto the beach and drove several hundred yards, wondering
where on earth we were going. (We weren't frightened; a church member was
with us.) We finally stopped and got out, walking another 30 yards up the
hill into deep darkness. Mt. Hannah Methodist Church is definitely
tucked away! Small and spare, it was around 100 years old. We had about
a dozen in attendance but no piano player. Jill volunteered to tickle
the ivories. (First time her husband had ever heard her play!) |
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