Day 15: The Line Dance

The earth would be a better place if there were only less babies throwing up all the time. after english class tonight with the elders, we had a big fiesta to say goodbye to some of the elders and sisters going home. everybody brought some type of treat or drink to add to the celebration. then one of the sisters thought it would be a good ol' time to line dance (because she's from texas and every texan always wants to line dance at every waking moment of existence). so, she got out her CD of country line dancing songs and plugged it into the gym. everybody moved into the tiny room to learn this strange new movement, even the young ones. after 10 minutes, we were all boot scoot n' buggying around, but nobody seemed to realize the fatal mistake this soon would raise. Because there was a table left unattended full of treats, the 4 and 5 year olds thought that this was some new offering that they could splurge themselves on. they came running in, on full stomachs of sugar, and joined us. it was like multiple energizer bunnies running around, and then it was like multiple energizer bunnies throwing up all over the place. the timing was impeccable; one after the other. the funny thing is that the gym also doubles as the chapel. the elders and i spent a while with wash cloths and soap, but i think its just going to be a smell that will have to be absorbed into people's clothing like it was in ours.

before that, the rest of the day was pretty mundane. we went shopping and then Jean took me to a restaurant that serves a bowl of spicy ramen noodles with hot dog. (not real dog like earlier - this is the sausage type hot dog that we have in the states. i hope that i don't have to keep clarifying that...) anyways, the soup came boiling out and jean just kept putting more and more in my bowl. then i realized that he didn't want to pay, so he was making me feel like i ate most of it. he's a tricky fella, that Jean!