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... full Church Service. In Nicaragua Sunday worship happens at night instead of the morning. For this one Sunday, Pastor Manwel and his entire congregation decided to have their worship in the morning in order to come hear the woman teacher. What an honor…and very humbling. What did I teach? 1 Corinthians 13, of course. It was so fun and encouraging to interact with the congregation. It was something new ...
... less grip we had but finally we made it to the WINDY peak. With five minutes of silence and meditation our bodies rejuvenated before winding back down the mountain. Students were surprised to find that the end of our hike was met with a taste of home, Pizza and Coca-Cola. After a day of hard work and great laughs we joined together for one last group activity, adding more positive thoughts to our day before bed.
-Olivia and ...
Our volunteer experience is over and we are now being tourists as we venture off on our own to some of the hotspots (actually rainy!) of Costa Rica. We rented a car for the first part of our trip so we would have the freedom to explore. We were a bit nervous about driving because the roads are a bit nutty, but Chris did great and drove like a true Costa Rican. Having a GPS helped tremendously since there aren't many road signs or addresses. Our first destination was ...
... unlike my friend Mark who invented the Kindle but didn't tell anyone, this eureka moment can be considered as my copyright application.
Sometime (probably seconds) later whilst in the middle of personal hell trying to fight off the fatal precursor of the sweating tongue whilst my lungs tried to break free of my ribcage David discovered he had a puncture.
I could not have been happier.
We backtracked to a house to ask for ...
... middle of nowhere. Whatever terrible thing you might imagine, my mind was there.
Out of nowhere, random women starting getting on the bus. We weren't at a terminal and the bus was labeled Jinotepe. They would have no way of knowing that we were not just staying there. More women and their daughters started piling into the bus. Pretty soon, the whole bus was full. I asked one of the women where she was going and she said, "Masaya."
Seconds earlier I ...