hola chicos y chickas! Another crazy day in Nica and boy are we blessed/tired/excited. This morning I woke up to find Morgan in the kitchen. It seems these past couple of days I have woken up right after her. I keep telling her that I smell her presence. We talked for a while and then Fide came in and offered to make a four course meal for breakfast, but we made things easy and just chowed down on some cereal. We got to talk to Big Rafe for a while this morning before he left for Managua. It was so cool because he told us how the Lord has directed everything these past couple of years at the mission house here in Matagalpa. Such encouraging stories! Opportunities have opened up and the only one to give the credit is the Father. It reminded both of us of how we made it to Nica. Doors just completely opened up for us. Big Rafe sent us on a walk to the city again this morning with Roberto. He said he wants us to get acquainted with the city. He said it was easy with only two main streets, but I still got confused. Morgan and I thought Roberto was going to take us to a coffee shop, and we thought it was weird when when had to sign in at the front. We quickly realized no coffee was being served and it was instead just a coffee museum. Muy interesante! He also took us to "Monkey Park" where they had, you guessed it, monkeys. We pushed a mango close to the chain link cage and watched one of the monkeys pick it up with his tail. Exciting I know. Don't worry Dad, I didn't touch them. The stroll through the city ended up being a two hour stretch after an ice cream break and a stop to get some tape. After a HUGE lunch of steak, rice, mashed potatoes, and gravy (0f which I had thirds, including the tail end of Morgan's) we finished the final touches of paint in my room. They paint the bottom of the walls a darker color than the rest so when you mop you can't see the dirt. Clever, I know. So my room is now yellow, accented with a red "baseboard." We ate an early dinner/snack of PBJ's at 5 before we went to school with Roberto. I know, I said it, school. We went to Roberto's classes from 6-9. The university is in the middle of the city, with over 1000 students. His first class was similar to economics and his second class was math for finances. It seemed tough but we didn't know any of the terminology. Roberto walked us back in the dark to the house, and we sang in the street on the way back. Roberto practiced his English while I sang in Spanish, and Morgan did a mixture of both! Fide had more food waiting for us including sausages, rice and beans, and pico de gallo. I had seconds naturally. Yep Mom, I'm eating good. We've had such a great time developing relationships with the people here. Fide treats Morgan and me like her children kissing us before we go to bed and when we wake up. We are quickly becoming best friends with Roberto. It is a race to see who will learn the other language quickest. I think he is beating me, but I will catch up, ha. Well I love you all, but it is time for bed. Who knows what tomorrow has in store for us!
Spence