the fun begins..nadia habla ingles!!! the bus stops and tells me it is my stop and sarahs is next. we look at eachother and say there is no way we are getting off in seperate places. we get off and no family is there to meet us and no one was answering the emergency numbers so we decided to walk and find our families ourselves...did not work. An hour walk walk with 60pound bags over mud and rocks in 80 degree humid weather we now were drenched in sweat. we returned to where we started and and spoke with the only english speaking person in town. finally a call went thru and the families were able to find us.
at the house immediately a large homemade meal of rice and chicken with white sauce was made and we talked for awhile, did not realize how much i actully knew. from what i understood she had two daughter 13 and 19, sometimes i just nood and smile and act like i know what is going on.
FYI¨-im sporting the charger gear and no one here cares.
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