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The Snake Pit Restaurant
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Carmella and Tim
On the long checklist before leaving for Hungary, I needed to
attend a course in personal security training. The course was held not at the
end of earth, but for sure you could see it from there -- the panhandle of
Idaho.
The training was very informative and reassuring but most of all I
was reminded my trust has to be totally in God for my protection and safety as
I strike out on this journey. We covered things like passport integrity,
potential threats and contingency planning. But all of this was in the context
of faith, scripture, and confidence in the providence of God.
In the evening all of the class participants; missionaries in
training and missionaries on furlough; were on our own for dinner. The first
night, having traversed the mountain side on a long winding road with no guards
rails I was too afraid to leave the safety of the mountain top after night
fall. However, by the second night I felt more adventurous, so I decided to
join the group for dinner, at “The Snake Pit.” Yes, I said The Snake Pit! You
may not know, but I am terrified of snakes and just the mention makes my skin
crawl. But The Snake Pit was the group consensus, so I went kicking and
scratching. What a delightful time I had!
Now The Snake Pit is a place with a colorful past. It began as the Enaville Resort in a little town called Enaville. Originally, it was a transportation center for railroaders, miners, and loggers. It quickly became known as The Snake Pit because it served as a hotel layover that offered various and sundry services. The current owner regaled us with stories of the former owner, Josie, who held court like Miss Kitty from Gunsmoke. Now, what is most amazing about this experience is the current owner, Tim, is a former missionary who served in Thailand. God moves in mysterious ways.