Montezuma's Revenge

I want to know who Montezuma is and why would he ever want revenge on me? It’s gonna be short, it’s gonna be sweet, because whatever hit Chase, has passed on over to me. Yuck. It’s hard to want to get on and update, as there isn’t much to update, and I prefer at the moment to be in the prone position. We are plugging away here. Feeling more and more discouraged regarding the Coffee House, praying for direction and wondering what is up and why…time will tell. The electricity has gone off again…no idea why but it seems to stay on only about 50% of the time, I have learned that every neighborhood is different. Great news, Nancy brought us an extra refrigerator that they had…we drank cold water at dinner tonight, it was terrific! We also had spaghetti, and were able to store the leftovers, although I stuck it in the freezer, because sure enough, the electricity went out again.

Tomorrow we head out to Kisumo, Kenya to do an assessment at the Millenium Village there. I think that a change of scenery and pace is going to be nice. Today we went to the school that Assist International partially funded. It is in a very poor section of Jinja, and 75% of the children that go to the school are sponsored, the remaining 25% are paying customers, so to speak. We talked to some of the children that go to school there. They are just adorable. Wonderful people, friendly, loving, and dirt, dirt poor. Everywhere we passed, the little kids would run after our car laughing and yelling Mzungu, Mzungu, bye Mzungu. I just wanted to open my car door, and let them all in, and hug them and kiss them and bring them home with me.

The personal stories I could tell of the last 24 hours, I really don’t want in print, so I think I will sign off for now. Thanks for reading.

Ciao,

Cheri