My friend needed to go to this village about 2 hours from where we live. She didn't want to go by herself so I went along as the driver. Parts of the road were pretty bad and the mud was so bad in some parts that she had to git off and walk as I attempted to drive through (only getting the bike stuck twice). As we wound up through the hills and dodged the deepest of the pot wholes, we could look down below at green hills surrounding blue coves, miles of untouched beaches. That and the opportunity for my friend to tell some of the people the story of God providing a way for us to be forgiven, made the mud and sore "bums" completely worth it.