Well, actually it was more of a solo ride... and with other people... but it was still a landmark moment. I took a trufy all by myself up to Alto Abrajes (where I live). It was a little nerve racking. You pretty much just sit tight, then once you start recognizing the scenery, you say "esquina, por favor" and they drop you off at the nearest corner. It costs 1.5 bs to use the trufy and once I got out and looked at the change from my ten, I was thrilled to find that the driver hadn't cheated me.
I also had my first Spanish class today. My tutor's name is Maria Theresa. She's a really sweet older woman with a beautiful home full of amazing art she did herself. She studied art in college and painted professionally, but twenty years ago she fell and messed up the tendons in her hand so she couldn't paint anymore. She has only just recently begun to paint again. She's very very nice. Her home is pretty empty, like the guest house in Cochabamba, because there are much less people coming to Bolivia, and thus less people who need to learn Spanish.
I can't believe it's already been almost two weeks here. Time is flying by.
Grace and peace,
Clay
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Oh my can I relate to your"solo flight with other people". It is very difficult to express that moment...when you realize your ALONE in another country. I can remember taking my first bus from the apartment to the community center and the thrill we felt when we arrived! Troy and I were acctually high fiving eachother because we found our school! Without getting mugged, lost or crying! heeehee. At least we had eachother...your doing a great thing Clay!
Yes these moments seem so silly when you haven't really lived it!It is really tough when you have to just step out and do it!
Great Job...learn the important words first:D like STOP PLEASE!
And always remember that God is with you!
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