Ok, so I haven’t blogged in a few days, because I am exhausted! We are constantly doing something. Everyone makes fun of me but this chick needs a good 11 or 12 hours of beauty sleep (hehe!). Anyway…
On Saturday, we got up for worship and then got ready for Hora Feliz (an informal, short program for kids designed to show love to them and atract their parents). Brian and Tara, Nate and Deb, and Rich and Jill are in the process of trying to meet people in the community, and through the Hora Feliz they were able to meet some. My job in the whole thing was to be the make-up artista for the payasos (clowns), videotape the activities, and try to translate what some of the kids wanted their balloon animals to look like. They asked for perritos (little dogs), caballitos (little horses), flores (flowers), and corazones (hearts…yeah that’s what WE said lol). Being that we are not professional clowns (although some may say that’s debateable) and the fact that many of the balloons were old, shapes that required a lot of twisting ended up popping. So we then convinced the kids that they wanted espaldas (swords). When even swords became too difficult to make without popping, I resorted to making one twist around my head and pointing the ends upward. I called it conejito (little rabbit), and the kids loved it! Some of them untwisted their dogs and asked me to make them bunnies too. LOL Simple is good.
The next day (Sunday), we went to a morning prayer service, which included praise and worship, and prayer in small groups. Then, we went to Steve and Norma Bailey’s house for the Argentine tradition of Asado (basically a long cookout). The grill was different from the ones we have in the states (at least that’s what I heard…I don’t know…I don’t cook unless it’s microwaveable). Anyway, the meats are cooked over charred wood with no flame. Yes, MEATS (plural). We had vacio (flank beef), pollo (pronounced po-sho-chicken), and chorizo (sausage). There was also another type of meats, like ribs, but I didn’t get any. We also had salad, vino (it was a Malbec which is only made from grapes grown in the Andes of Chile and Argentina), and dessert. Anyway, so we have learned that meat is sooooo important in Argentine culture, and so as not to offend any of the Argentine chefs, I have purposed to try everything that is set in front of me. (And by “try” I mean I have seconds, thirds, and fourths…On this trip, I have eaten more than any human being should eat in a month! If I am exaggerating, it is only slightly.) After dinner, we all waddled over to the church.
I would say more about the service, but I think the others have included it in their blogs. I need to go to bed. Buena noche!
Bravo! With that kind of eatting you might be able to keep up with your grandmother.LOL!!!
We continue praying for you and the Team.