Well, not much happened since I posted yesterday, but not much else to do when you're not volunteering.
Thursday is a day off for the volunteers so I won't actually start work until tomorrow. It was Briana's last day here yesterday so it was nice to be able to hang out with her. We walked to a 'nicer' part of town last night to go to dinner at a pretty fancy place. Meals were expensive, we got the cheapest at about 115 rupees (about $5 I think). On the way back to Sudder we got ice cream from a street vendor. I had my first opportunity to feel really heartless. The kids walk up to you calling you auntie and wanting money. But you can't give anyone money you just have to ignore them. It's really hard to ignore a small child who has nothing, especially when you're on your way to buy something like ice cream. And then we passed babies sleeping in the street who had no clothes. I wanted to scoop them all up and put them on a plane to the U.S. It's still hard for me to believe that people really do live like this even when it is in front of my face.
I still haven't seen any mosquitos or too many bugs for that matter. We haven't had any cockroaches in the room since I've been here, but I'm pretty sure I squished a snail this morning. I finally took a shower last night! It felt wonderful. Then five minutes later I felt dirty again. And I woke up feeling like I had a layer of grime all over me.
I'm not sure what today's plans will be. I know that Tuan has laundry to do and Caitlin and I might go to New Market to do a little shopping. Maybe I'll go out and take some pictures. It's like a photo-journalist's heaven here. I was almost tempted to take 'artsy' pictures of the alley behind our bathroom this morning while Tuan and Caitlin slept.
That's about all I have to report. Take care and I'll talk to you later!
Prayer of Saint Francis
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury,pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy. O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love. For it is in giving that we receive; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life. Amen