At breakfast and lunch we sit at a 30 foot long table, serenaded by a very loud vaca, and enjoying the culinary gifts of Rosa and her team. In just the few hours that we have climbed, hauled, sweated, and cemented together, we now laugh as amigos and egg each other on to try even hotter varieties of peppers (good for your indigestion) and an interesting white fuzzy (DON'T EAT THE SEED!) fruit called something like pandera.
Other memorable moments have included: John and Greg Liggett's two pull bucket ascension style ("an arc and a science" says John) which is both riveting and frightening, learning from Lindy that yelling "Risto" means nothing even close to "Ready" and that I should be saying "Lista" instead, and shopping with Victoria at a local maze of markets for pollo, pina, papaya, pandera (sp?), and all the other ingredients that just magically morphed into the incredible lunch we just ate.
I am so thankful to be here in familiar and new community. Working, worshipping, and just hanging out. United by Jesus and our hope in him.
Beth Kawasaki
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