Friday, September 26, 2008

Daily life


The usual group. It’s great, I just happen to make friends with the one group that sits in the very front row for church, or concerts, or pretty much anything….. yay, just like home!




The signs are just fun here, always something different than home.




Random birthday party, works great to have a friend of a friend of a friend… I’ve been to so many birthday parties since I’ve been here.










Everyone at the fountain in the town park











Bus trip to Parana, Mateo fell asleep, as usual


We all took the day to go shopping, Parana is the closet city (not counting the small towns nearby), about an hour away by bus.



Not all of us are vegetarians…




Good ol’ Wal*Mart. The only new addition, there’s a mate aisle instead of a coffee aisle




…and of course we had to test out the patio furniture




We walked to the river to enjoy our ice cream, but we had to go through the bad part of town. Gabby told us, “no habla fuerte, y no habla ingles” … basically, keep your mouth shut so it’s not obvious we’re foreigners.







Enjoying terere at the bus station, since we kinda missed our bus by like 5 minutes… oh well, it’s Argentina, nobody is really ever in a hurry to get anywhere




This is the way we do potluck, grab a tray from the comedor, and just kinda carry it around town




Enjoying lunch at Gabby’s house




Group picture afterwards…



…and we’re all ready for a siesta



Outside the Sanitorio (the hospital), there’s a big group that goes there every Sabbath after church to sing to the patients




Did I mention they love taking pictures here?







Ok, ok, pine trees are much easier to climb!




Gotta have some random scenery pictures in there.




Gisel’s birthday party



“Oh, if only I could speak Spanish…”




Funny story… so we walked all the way across town to go check out a bike in our ongoing quest to find bicycles for us hombres… this one sounded promising, good price, the lady was nice, she goes into the other room and returns a short while later with….. and exercise bike. Ahhh… that’s what fija means! Good to know.




Ok, I’d rather climb the palm tree!



Success… at least for two of us… or the two of them rather. Mateo spent some money, got a new one, Dustin went for the rústico effort, got an old hooptie, but guess who has to stress about locking their’s up, not Dustin…. who would steal his??

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