My time with Justin, Sarai and the Diaz family have been fantastic. We've played a lot of card games, watched a few movies (they're in english with spanish subtitles! good for me but sucko for the family). My favorite thing we've done though is pray the rosary half in English and half in Spanish with the family. One night it was so late that almost everyone fell asleep but it was so cool that we could do that together. It's amazing how your faith can connect you even past language barriers.
Little Francisco is absolutely in love with Justin. I think it has to do with the fact that Francisco is constantly around women and having another guy in the house was golden for him. The hammock is my new best friend. I even took a nap in it the other day which I think everyone should experience because it feels like you are sleeping on a cloud.
Sarai and I had a really beautiful talk with Justin about vocations today that really answered a lot of my questions. It's really nice to get a perspective from someone who has a) found his vocation (Justin's getting married in a month! and b) is younger because we all have to admit that talking to your parents about how they found each other or something can seem a little weird. I've found that sometimes vocation stories have seemed ridiculously surreal. For instance someone coming up to a friend of mine and telling her that he prayed about it and thought that they should pursue a relationship. Does that happen everyday? I'm sure it happens but it seems so weird to me. Justin's made sense though. He found someone that he enjoyed being around and it slowly the steps toward marriage happened and were right.
Justin and I have been joking the entire time about taking pictures of us laying in hammocks and eating ice cream and tonight is the night! I've been thinking about the group the entire time I've been here and I can't wait to get back. We might have to pull their leg a little and show them the pictures though :)
My stomach feels better but apparently I'm still not eating a lot of food. I'm trying my hardest to eat as much as I can. I better be ready for tomorrow because the day includes the corn drink--uggggh (I've heard it's a hard thing to drink for us Americans because we're not used to hot drinks in hot places but it's a right of passage that I must endure like my comrades), daily mass and an hour drive to El Havillel.
****My pictures are unfortunately unable to be uploaded at this time but I'll try to find the USB cord ASAP
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