Day 6

I stayed home today, Chad worked at the construction site and the kids were in school.  We did not have to bake anything SO- I cleaned the kitchen.  It's all ready for round 3 of baking tomorrow!

I cut and bagged about 150 slices of bread and made a few shopping lists that we will need for the rest of the week.  

Several people in the short term group wanted to go out for pizza, so I took them tonight.  I took them to the restaurant that Chad and I usually go to for our Friday night dates.  Most everyone really enjoyed the pizza- it is something a little more familiar than the typical Peruvian food we've been having for dinner.  It was fun to help them order, to translate for the waitress and help with getting all the checks divided up and paid for.

Waiting for pizza!

After dinner most of the group went back to the hotel, while the rest of us went to get Api.  Api is a hot, sweet drink that we enjoy, so we wanted to share it with our short-termers!  It is a very authentic experience- not a typical tourist stop.

Api-

Chad had the kids with him at the restaurant that we have been having dinners at each night.  I enjoyed being able to spend some time with part of the group, without having to be a mom at the same time! There is a couple here that we knew in college.  Chad knew them better than I did, but it is interesting to re-connect with them.  I can assure you that who we were in college is not who we are now!  I know more than one person who knew us in college has been surprised to hear that we are "missionaries".  It is good to connect with people that we knew before and be able to see and acknowledge the amazing way that God works in and changes lives.  I am constantly blown away with God's grace in our lives, and when I think that He has chosen us, that He has chosen to do such amazing things for us, I have no words.  We owe Him everything.  He has our lives.

Walking through the streets and sharing Puno with people these last few days has got me thinking about leaving.  Just over three months, and we will leave Puno.  I will most likely never live here again.  It has become familiar, it has become our "hometown" in a sense.  My heart aches when I think of leaving.