!Buen dia a nos amigos en los EEUU!
Ok, that exhausted my Spanish vocabulary.
Today is the hottest day since we've been in the DR, but since we've all pretty much maxed out our sweat output, the jump from 91 degrees to 96 isn't anything to write home about ;)
Given that it's so blasted hot (and my back feels like I'm 83 years old), it was quite a relief getting to spend the morning painting the outer wall at la Escuela Luterana la Concordia instead of slaving away in the trenches. I had the honor of sketching the school logo on the wall yesterday and putting on the finishing touches today. A local Dominicano stopped by to watch me paint so I offered him the brush. He happily filled in the lamb until the woman for whom he was waiting told him it was time to go. He might not be the next Rembrandt but it was pretty sweet getting to share those brief moments with him.
And the most beautiful thing about this trip is that it's chock full of moments like that--moments when we connect with a stranger over something as simple as painting a wall or snacking on yucca or playing with a headlamp. Sometimes broken words are involved in those moments and sometimes words are completely unnecessary.
And now lunch break is over and I must join my brethren in the trenches for our final afternoon of dirt-slinging. !Adios!
--Kristin~
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