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... curtain. I saw a giant hissing cockroach. And it was dangling right above my luggage and all of my clothes. I panicked. I tried to distract myself with a book. I tried to go back to sleep (did I really think that was plausible?). I decided to muster up the courage to walk right by the thing and attempt some yoga. But when I pulled the curtain back further, I saw a second roach, scurrying towards my bed. I must have screamed because Jamie was up, and I went running. My plan was ...
... or a scrap of cardboard ((which made for an impressive slide into first from seņor). No walks, over the barbed wire is still in, an out of the park hit to the neighboring stores rooftop is an out ( but I did see kids up there to retrieve the ball). Our team sadly came in third for the tournament.
We followed that with a Parade, celebrating the week together. It was nothing that would have worked in America. Many of the Dominican kids are able to scream in a shrill ...
We're getting into the routine here. The teens have been magnificent. I've never done a service trip before, but I cannot imagine one going any better.
For those of you who may be over 17 allow me to explain the entry title. Salty means mad. It's how your skin gets when something ruffles your feathers. It's how you feel when someone leaves a taste in your mouth. If you'd like more info, please see seņor Braun, who has gained a full ...
... because I do it.
Yes, I may be willing to share my proverbial 'markers', the things in my life that I don't ascribe a whole lot of worth to. But when it comes to those things that I value, my tendency is often to hold tight, even if I may have more than I need at the time. This fact became crystal clear to me the other night. The kids and I had gone back to visit Michelle and Amanda, the
two long term volunteers who we roomed with during our first week of ...
... the dwarf and, if so, is that something we can pay extra for? We then recall parts of the book "Don't tell my mum I work on the oil rigs, she thinks I'm a piano player in a ***** house." We think Liz still has this.
Dinner shortly arrives. With the backdrop of a fake barrel behind our table, draped with fake grapes and adorned with wine bottles, our meal fits in well. The goat looks like it arrived with Christopher Columbus 500 years ago and my pasta ...
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