Last night for supper, Dillan found a chicken leg in his soup. The claw was attached. Today we had peanut butter and jelly for lunch.
Scooters are everywhere. Scooters have no traffic rules. We've seen 4 people on one scooter - coming at us on the wrong side of the street. No ones cares.
The home we are building has a pit out back for the sewage. No tank just a pit.
We have yet to see another white person.
We can mortar a block wall in less time than you can watch the olympics.
People who live in houses made of tin and scraps are beautiful beyond belief. They have changed us forever.