We went to the mountains to see a festival for our people. It started the 26th of October and lasted 3 days in different places where our people live. We only went to one day, and we only lasted about 2 hours. My kids didn't think it was really cool. I did, but I'm outnumbered.
So we stayed two nights in what's our favorite town in the mountains and then moved on to the town that is maybe the biggest stretch for me. But in this town, Dad is at work. There is a small posse of sisters that live there and have opened a coffee house. They have more faith than they really have coffee skills, but that's really a perfect fit for this little town in the mountains where people don't have money or high expectations for coffee anyway.
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| hope we can teach them some English soon! |
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| what we saw as we left town |
They want us to come back to teach English the end of Dec/beginning of January. There's no running water (to get water , everyone walks 5-10 minutes to the end of town and brings back their buckets that they boil or put in other bowls to flush the toilets). It's intense to me--I think if we spend a while there we'll eat out for every meal. Is that bad? If we go back in the summer, I'll cook. It seems scary to even consider the possibility...
We stayed one night in this beautiful town and then went to a place that is relatively comfortable--other foreigners live here and work and have a hostel and coffee house. The boys feel like it's heaven here. Friends to play with and rocks to climb and mountains to hike. Jace truly didn't want to come back to our home. He said it about 8 times that day. I didn't really want to leave either.
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| Buying fruit. Don't they make you want to be their friend? |
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| Look what we saw someone taking to market!! |
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| Great friends! |
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| rock climbing in the mountains. with friends. what could be better? |
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