So we are basically at the halfway point of the trip. And we´ve done a lot in the time we have been here. We have painted a youth center with walls that are 30 ft tall, and a puppet stage as well. We cleaned and moved stuff around. We have picked rocks on a airstrip and got nice and crispy from the sun. And now it seems that our time is almost done with RTC and we will be going to the Krafts place for the rest of the trip.

Its hard to believe we are really here and all the time we make the comment: ¿where are we? and the answer is: ¿I dunno, Bolivia or sumthin´? it happens quite often...

the other day when we were heading out to the airstrip, which is about a half hour away, we were driving through caranavi on market day. So the town was very busy and there were people flooding the streets and there was the smell of raw meat... we were riding in the back of the truck so our hair could blow, when all of a sudden some guy looks at me, and slaps me in the arm, and says: HI... ¡GOOD Morning! in a bad accent.
Yep... that was the story of the day. That or our nice sunburns. OR, some Bolivians laughing at Jon when he took his shirt off... but he didn´t burn as bad as me, probably from the reflection off his body I burned worse.

Prayer Requests:
Energy for the team,
Health,
Continued blessing for radio television caranavi,
Paul and Jay for hosting us.

Thanks for reading

Ben R.