We are on day 3 of extreme inconsistencies from our water sources where a hot shower is like bathing in gold…when it is available. You never realize how well off you are at home, and that we take simple things like using a working toilet and washing our hands for granted. But in the end, the experience is well worth the stench of our sweat-ridden clothing!
Breakfast: we are well on our way to figuring out what is tasty in our little restaurant that we often find ourselves the only guests present. The boiled eggs are like precious gems cooked to perfection, and one of our main sources of protein! Then there is the toast with the candied jelly that is almost to sweet to stand; and of course the Chai tea, our new substitute for coffee for 2 months. Its warm sweet aroma lingering in the air, like Johan our waiter, who is at our side before we even know we needed anything.
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| Mom showing the way..can you say jungle commute? |
Commute To School: After breakfast we took our backpacks and “cycles” and we were on our way for our first ride to the school without our trusty guides. We proceeded down the slightly paved road, our butts sore from the yesterdays ride. Every bump was like being shot in the rear end several times and worth a hearty scream; not to mention each villager looked at us as if we had taken some drug or just crazy American tourists.
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| The last bridge before reaching the school |
Nevertheless, Mom managed to say hello to every dark, light, wrinkled, and emotionless face we passed. Each individual responded differently, whether it was a friendly wave, a simple hello, a beautiful smile, or one of those looks of disgust and confusion.
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