Ok, well this is the fourth time I have tried to write this blog entry, but I guess you'll never know if I don't post it. This week has been a very interesting one. As you all know, Monday was quite traumatic. Luckily Tuesday and Wednesday were fairly relaxing which was nice after our stressful start of the week. On Thursday Jason, Nicole, Sed, Jasmine, and I went to Mexico City to renew Sed and Jasmine's passports. We rose before the sun, 3:30, and hit the road by 4. Jason wanted to get am early start so that we could avoid rush hour traffic. I must say I have never in my life experienced anything like Mexico City's traffic. It was completely incredible, but at the same time slightly terrifying. When we arrived in Mexico City it was 6:30, if that wasn't rush hour traffic I pray to God that I never have to experience the real thing. In order to understand what it was like you have to understand that driving in Mexico is very, very different from in America. So keeping that in mind I am going to try to explain this to you. First of all you never really could tell how many lanes there were suppose to be at times there were three other times there were five sometime four. It was pretty much determined by if the driver of one car thought they could fit through the two cars in front of it, so that was pretty crazy. Second in order not to wreck you really had to be kind of a crazy driver. I think Jason did a pretty good job, he scared us all several times. After we finally got to the American Embassy everything went pretty well. The people in the passport office weren't very nice, but it all worked out. On our way home we dropped Jason off at the bus station in Huachi, so he could go to the border to pick up the group coming from RCV. After that we did some grocery shopping and then came home. So all in all Thursday wasn't too bad.
Friday started out great and continued to be great until we got home from Huachi, but I'll start form the beginning. Because Julia had a tingling feeling in her lower stomach and the doctors said the she would go early, we took Julia to get a ultrasound. I got to go in the room with her. It was my first time seeing a ultrasound done, and I really enjoyed it. Julia's baby, a girl, moved around a lot, she was hiding behind her hands the whole time. It was really cute. The doctor said that everything was ok Julia wasn't dilated or anything so that was good. Oh yeah, it is also Karla's cinsinera today, her fifteenth birthday. Here in Mexico that is like the most important day of a girl's life, besides her wedding day. They were all teasing Karla because on your cinsinera you become a women, and Karla is already married and has two kids. Anyways on the way home we stopped and bought a cake for Karla. Before Nicole left that morning she told the girls to move into their new dorm and also move the grandma into the girls dorm, and Manuel, the crazy one, into the boys dorm. Well, Manuel didn't like that idea very much, as we found out when we got home. He had broken all the glass in the window in his room and was threatening to go back to Huachi when we got home. Of course he didn't leave, but while we were finishing getting the girls in there room he went and got some rope. He then threatened to hang himself. Because he couldn't get the rope over the lowest branch on the tree he picked to hang himself in and no one was freaking out, he soon gave up. Unfortunately he continued to be a pain in the butt the rest of the day. That evening we had a "party for Karla", we had cake. During dinner the lawyer who is working on their school came and brought three small tables for desks.They were hoping that they could have it done before the end of the year, but we will see. While we were eating the cake and everyone was paying attention to Karla, Manuel felt a little deprived of attention so he decided to drink some diesel. He drank like a cup and a half, and then left the kitchen, so Nicole and the lawyer went to find him. They found him in the bathroom talking to himself. Here's how the conversation went:
Manuel in his squeaky retarded voice," I don't want to do bad things anymore. I want to be good. I want to change."
Manuel in a deep gruff voice," You'll never do good, your a bad boy, and you will never change." Well anyways it went something like that and he continued to talk like that for a while, until he realized someone was outside the door. Nicole wasn't too happy with him at that point. Luckily after that everything started to wind down, and it wasn't to late when we finally got to bed.
Saturday was rather stressful as well. We went into town to get some blood tests done and a new battery for the red truck. The people who were changing the battery did something wrong and blew some of the fuses. They then had to put the old battery back in because the new one was the wrong size. After that the truck wouldn't start, so we had to wait until Nicole's mechanic friend came and fixed it. We didn't end up getting back to the village until about 11:30 or 12, so children's church got started late. So that was rather stressful, but in the afternoon almost everyone left to go to church so it was much quieter and Nicole, Jasmine, and I got some cleaning done. We all got warm showers; then Nicole, Jasmine, and I played a game of go fish and told stories and had some good laughs before we went to bed.
Well I must say that this week just about everything that could go wrong has gone wrong. This morning Nicole, Jasmine, Sofia, and I went into Veracruz to get the red truck washed and to get some shopping done. Because the bodega in Veracruz didn't have the trash cans we needed, Nicole needed to get some internet done, and run some errands, on our way home we stopped in Las Colonies. After running the errands, doing internet, and getting some trash cans we got in the truck to head home. It wouldn't start, again. So we got Nicole's friend Arthur from the hardware store to come push start it for us. We had hardly gone 50 feet when it sputtered and died again. Arthur came and tried to start it again, but had no luck. Arthur let Nicole borrow one of his very nice trucks and said he would take the truck to a electric place in the morning. He was very nice. That night Manuel got a crazy again. He busted open Brother Erasmo's head with a table and was threatening to kill everyone. Nicole called the police and they came, but they didn't take Manuel because the grandmother wouldn't let them. They did succeed in scaring him in to being good, but we still locked him in his room that night. Along with that and all the stress of the RCV travelers not being able to get across the border with the van and trailer, it was yet another stressful day.
That got a little long sorry. I'm so happy that the RCV travelers are here now it has been wonderful. That's all for now. Dios le bendiga!
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