These are the days you remember.

Yesterday I bought a pound and a half of blackberries for 50 cents! Life is good.

This weekend I got the chance to get to know Tegucigalpa a little better. Just taking different busses and walking around was really good. A few of us went to see a dance theater production called "Bienvenidas" in an old opera house downtown. I also went to visit the national museum of art, which was neat. It was all Latin American work. Some of it was really unique, like a different perspective than I've seen before. I also saw a hummingbird in the garden there.

I went to Bible study in our neighborhood with Gloria, and got to hold this happy, chubby baby called Abner for awhile. He didn't seem to mind I don't speak Spanish well.

On Saturday I got locked out of the house and spent half of the night trying to sleep in our porch, on the cold tile floor among Cristina's plants and their ant friends. Luckily I had a nice fat paperback to use as a pillow. That's a story for another time.

A few other muchachas and I went to the Iglesia Cristiana Reformada (CRC) on Sunday in Nueva Suyapa, which was one of the neater church experiences I've had here.

On Friday, I went into the Catedral downtown to sit for awhile. There was an old woman standing in the doorway, who I smiled at as I climbed the stairs. She took my hand and said (in Spanish),
"How old are you?"
"21."
"And you're not married?!" (She examines my hand for a ring)
"Nope."
"It better to not marry!"
"Oh?"
"Yes, it's better to stay single."
And that was the extent of it. Interesting. Very interesting.