Oh, and if you're dying for more (and I know you are) go here.
Carrying water is much harder than I ever imagined. Especially when it is uphill on the way back. Being muddy is a perpetual state of being here. This week we have been mostly going to meetings, organizing, and planning, but there are exciting things soon to come.
Time at the internet cafe runs out far too quickly.
I have planted a field, made cement, fetched water, hauled mud, and haggled over the price of a pineapple at the market.
Rest assured that I will not starve here because Nutella is readily available in the market!
And I ate a grasshopper yesterday . . . that really happened! I am disgusted with myself.
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