We went to mass today, then did laundry, went to some funeral thing, I am pretty sure it was an extension of last weeks funeral. I feel like our families bring us along just to show us off. We could probably charge admissions and make a lot of money. People just stare at us. Our language isn’t good enough to just have casual conversations so we talk amongst ourselves and get looked at and sometimes touched by small filthy, snot nosed, flea covered children. Wow-I have become very cynical. One mom even told her kids Para hare malae (stop looking at the foreigners). We were on display for about 2 then returned home. It started raining really hard. Alfonso, the language teacher, came over and we talked for a while. I (he) figured out whose baby the little girl is. She is Anto’s baby. She got pregnant in high school and the dad ran off. He said it happens a lot here.
After a while we went and had dinner at Joe’s house. Alfonso misses his girlfriend, it is really cute.
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