A Week in Shell
At the end of week two, we are thankful for a day of rest. A day to pause and sit and process all the new, all the slightly different, seemingly upside down ways things are done in a different hemisphere. I’ll let the pictures tell you a 1000 words.
Church in Spanish |
Main Street - the fruit vendor on the right is where we get fruit and vegetables. All produce must be soaked in a light bleach or other wash solution to kill the germs. |
Jayson and a whole pork waiting to become lunch at a local restaurant. No McDonalds here. (Sorry I haven't figured out how to rotate pictures on the blog yet.) |
Luke reloads the water dispenser in the pantry. We carry our water from the hospital which has a water filter. |
A visitor in the shower... Luke had a great time catching this little guy. |
But so many things are the same. We are thankful for the familiar. Like...
Baking dessert for a staff potluck…
mora (raspberry) cobbler with fresh raspberries
from the fruit and veggy “store”.
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So many chocolate desserts... the veteran missionaries commented that they could tell people had been back to the states and had stocked up on these goodies. |
Jayson swinging with a new buddy, Isaac. Our home is in the background. |
A birthday party for Lilly, next door. |
NSM School open house on Friday night. This is Luke's teacher, Sherry, sharing with the parents. Jayson and I are sitting in Luke's desk with Jay standing next to us. |
It's been a big week, but a blessed week. We all stayed healthy. Jay feels the progress he's making in Spanish. He says the hardest word he's run into thus far is syringe ( jyrenguilla ). Shopping for groceries by foot and from several different store-fronts is becoming more routine for me. The milk still tastes different... probably always will... but we are adjusting a little each day.
Taking it one step at a time.
Thank you for walking with us.
Lynnelle for the Allisons
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