Last week we gave out flip flops at Pueblo del Rio and TOMs at another village. I think I'm being called to measure feet. Every single time we give out shoes (and it's been 4 times by now), I always end up sizing the kids' feet. They moved all the babies in the baby rescue center up to the hospital to get it up and running. Now they're making the rescue center into temporary housing for more mission groups since there's quite a lot coming the end of this week. We repainted all the rooms to make it look nice. On Monday and Tuesday, we did a lot of organizing for Eunice and played with babies. So far it's been a rather relaxing week.
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| The kids and their TOMs |
Our main event last week was our American feast for the 4th of July. On Thursdays, we usually have a Cena Tipica as a last big dinner before the groups all head home but we the volunteers decided we wanted American food. I made a menu and on the Sunday before, we bought some of the food at the mall in Chiquimula. On Thursday, Rachel and I helped in the kitchen, chopping potatoes for french fries and mixing brownie batter. We set up all the food outside and everyone ate outside at tables with plastic chairs. There were red, white, and blue decorations everywhere and everyone was dressed in red, white, and blue too. We laid out temporary tattoos for everyone.
The menu:
- hamburgers
- hot dogs
- BBQ chicken
- french fries
- beans
- salad
- potato salad
- cole slaw
- corn on the cob
- watermelon
- guacemole
- tortillas
- salsa
The hamburgers and hotdogs we grilled where we had the food set out so people could get it right off the grill. The men from all groups ended up being the grillmasters. They looked rather comical, all standing around the grill holding spatulas. The only thing that was missing was a can of beer in the other hand. There were so many people here with all the groups, the office people, some of the orphans, and all of the volunteers and translators so it took more than hour until everyone got their food. I was one of the last ones to eat but once I sat down, the fireworks started. I had the best seat though. I just had to look up and I could continue eating while I watched. When that was done, everyone went back inside for the regular Cena Tipica events like the orphans' performances and testimonies. We didn't end up serving the brownies because Brigitte, one of the kitchen ladies, said that there weren't enough but she made a plate for the volunteers and we devoured them once the festivities were done. They were the best brownies I've ever had. Even though some things didn't go as planned, the feast was still a success and the Americans loved it. However, the night ended Guatemala style--we came back to the mission house and didn't have any water. Because it rained so much the night before, there was flooding and one of the pipes up in the mountains broke. The fire department brought a tank of water so we did have some for the night. I am still not certain if the pipe is fixed yet because sometimes we have water and sometimes we don't.
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| Look at all that food! |
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| The grillmasters |
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| So much food! |
That's all for now! Another Life in Guatemala post is coming tomorrow!
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