Sunday, July 20

A day of kite-flying and bike-riding at Ichimbia. Lau-Lau, the french volunteer and my new lovely friend, came over with her host mother Laura who is the sister of Azucena and the director of my volunteer liaison office. Lau Lau and Laura--wow! What matching mother/daughter name sets we are (if you'll recall Azucena means lily)! This evening, Lau Lau and I ended up walking along the blocks of paintings and through the market. We shared some wonderful bonding in Spanish, which felt a little odd because we can both speak each others' languages.
Tonight I ended up watching Flight 93 with Fabricio and Juan Carlos, which I had sort of planned on not ever watching. It had an odd effect on me, watching it here- Sophia and Amy bounding around laughing giddily and taking my orders for their make believe restaurant while I watched a reenactment of the attack on my country. Did I feel...dare I say it...nationalism stirring within me? Weird what being in another country can do to you.