tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23081080876710842372024-02-19T08:07:29.319-08:00a otra parteholly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-36378526925438521262007-08-25T11:21:00.000-07:002007-08-25T11:39:34.349-07:00<span style="font-size:130%;">I am home.<em> </em></span><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></em><br /><em>Home washes over you in a huge wave of relief. It bridges the barriers of your soul like a tsunami and makes everything that might have been a little discolored, beautiful, and everything that was beautiful, a spectacular rainbow of contentment. I am going to miss Peru, but I am happy. I think I missed home, and my amazing Pacific Northwest more than I realized. </em><br /><em></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;">Sigh.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></em>holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-91368706388466367802007-08-24T08:24:00.000-07:002007-08-24T08:26:40.916-07:00<strong>NEW ARRIVING TIME:</strong><br /><strong></strong><br />In Lima, Holly was able to change her ticket and is now going through Houston, instead of Newark. Hence she will be arriving in Portland at 11:00 rather than 12:15...holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-54597767739853960712007-08-22T17:44:00.000-07:002007-08-22T18:41:35.506-07:00Going...going...goneIt's my <em>last</em> day here! For those who asked, if you want to meet me at the airport, I get in at 12:15 pm on the 24th. :)<br /><br />Thank you all for your <span style="font-size:130%;"><em>support</em> </span>and <span style="font-size:130%;"><em>friendship</em></span>! It has blessed me so much.<br /><br /><em>See you soon...</em>holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-18937380205542550292007-08-21T08:56:00.000-07:002007-08-21T08:58:18.034-07:00final days<strong><em>To let everyone know who hasn't received my emails, I fly out of Cusco on the 23rd and arrive home to PDX on the 24th. I would covet your prayers during these last final days. Thank you!</em></strong>holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-71728327073798595152007-08-18T17:57:00.000-07:002007-08-18T18:11:50.628-07:00adios<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifiBS8TtolS8z6vpJxKO1Ygz6DIELEPsJigEyEzR6NWoncVQshXBgeJyyP6U0CLJTMrDcDgp1UQ0Llx89dDTkzoGrJMFsfpEp6Q61Zd5-jJLRFtvMANdUCyfUVHAq7RkO46F5SQDl0OXKc/s1600-h/HPIM1736.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100212019951766466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifiBS8TtolS8z6vpJxKO1Ygz6DIELEPsJigEyEzR6NWoncVQshXBgeJyyP6U0CLJTMrDcDgp1UQ0Llx89dDTkzoGrJMFsfpEp6Q61Zd5-jJLRFtvMANdUCyfUVHAq7RkO46F5SQDl0OXKc/s400/HPIM1736.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidi4t8ROFfrKa9EqwU_LtvXpXhlB6-vnUTMBWN-VAi-ufdI6JwnfAcXzpocI8Qf6zzLDQKXSdfN_nl8FxwT817f0TjxNjvAZjcqXOnpyH45yVj8wCNN-2EelFuvHFgZLthlsPCfylXtGyf/s1600-h/HPIM1741.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100212028541701074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidi4t8ROFfrKa9EqwU_LtvXpXhlB6-vnUTMBWN-VAi-ufdI6JwnfAcXzpocI8Qf6zzLDQKXSdfN_nl8FxwT817f0TjxNjvAZjcqXOnpyH45yVj8wCNN-2EelFuvHFgZLthlsPCfylXtGyf/s400/HPIM1741.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF5meUoBPHNQGJtrynb8q9K9QmenrUngzPf0LmjDGITME8ZaB8lgIsQ922GRUN8zHBZk9lEinNMsfpA-wTRsN7R6hHz3_cqBUGuMxWXxycTnx2P57CCfdYM71vI9meDHsAbK2yLl-cbStG/s1600-h/HPIM1743.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100212037131635682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF5meUoBPHNQGJtrynb8q9K9QmenrUngzPf0LmjDGITME8ZaB8lgIsQ922GRUN8zHBZk9lEinNMsfpA-wTRsN7R6hHz3_cqBUGuMxWXxycTnx2P57CCfdYM71vI9meDHsAbK2yLl-cbStG/s400/HPIM1743.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEEBEbzh9gv9ufRMFzGd2uGe5dmklz3vdywSgctCuXxqU__iKa2VeIeNFJ4g6FgGywvMCT5xqMTr5H2jamHzwzw2o683hk4OmQ8-YVcvwomlgduY8RjohNYu0gn4WCzk1W27Le74ZTV7Ec/s1600-h/HPIM1752.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100212041426602994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEEBEbzh9gv9ufRMFzGd2uGe5dmklz3vdywSgctCuXxqU__iKa2VeIeNFJ4g6FgGywvMCT5xqMTr5H2jamHzwzw2o683hk4OmQ8-YVcvwomlgduY8RjohNYu0gn4WCzk1W27Le74ZTV7Ec/s400/HPIM1752.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><em>Today was my last Saturday. My last day with the kids. It was sad. They were adorable; giving me letters and flowers. Today also turned out to be the "Dia de los Ninos." The kids here, and in generally all of South America, celebrates a day for the kids! Emma and Ethan...[and Liam and Liana and Jonathan] don't get any ideas! So, we gave out juice and little goodie bags with cookies and it made their day!</em></div><div><em></em></div><div><em>____________</em></div><div> </div><div><em></em></div><div><em>I come home in 5 days!</em></div><div></div>holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-52400722452362823962007-08-18T17:46:00.000-07:002007-08-18T17:56:32.705-07:00Happy Birthday....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFXoiVxZfS2VSk9x5vMkPAd2vM1_NYIUqOGOyylNs-V3bPyGqsh0RTpgpxieP0OZfSYkbYDe6R-na9CelamO5iF07UcxSXbu0diEo0ULck9RACGc6jklf6sLOJMfEdWH6YhhGXAfJAE4qk/s1600-h/HPIM1678.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100207480171334578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFXoiVxZfS2VSk9x5vMkPAd2vM1_NYIUqOGOyylNs-V3bPyGqsh0RTpgpxieP0OZfSYkbYDe6R-na9CelamO5iF07UcxSXbu0diEo0ULck9RACGc6jklf6sLOJMfEdWH6YhhGXAfJAE4qk/s400/HPIM1678.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>...Mariluz! We were invited over to her little party last week. If you remember, her house is the one we visited a couple months ago; Betty is her mother. Please keep them in your prayers. Betty is a single mother, as her husband left her and she is raising two daughters. And...as we were enjoying their little fiesta, I noticed a skull perched on the top of their shelf in the corner. Turns out, it is a real human skull which a friend found and gave Betty. The people here are very superstitious and deal with witchcraft alot. Betty is a Christian and even comes to church when she can, but she said the skull protects her house. Mariluz added, "And it can talk too!" It's scary, they are so caught up in their ancient beliefs and blinded by them. Please pray for them and their neighbors and the people of Cusco!</div>holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-61130697818559485662007-08-08T10:33:00.000-07:002007-08-08T11:01:12.860-07:00Shadows<em>The babies were unusually restless and unhappy yesterday. </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>A couple new little ones have joined the others as well. One being Ronaldo; now making that two Ronaldos in the nursery. He's a stunning guy with a head full of jet black hair and a ready smile; he is somewhere between four and five months old. The other new little guy is roughly around two months old. His name is so different, that I can't recall it at the moment, but I like to call him 'the little chap.' He looks like an old man, or a dried apple, puckered and wizened. His features are so tiny and his eyes so dark, and his body so unhealthy and scrawny, he barely looks human. He looks to me like what an elf would look like- if there were elves. His eyes seem to portray a look, a look as if he possesses some wisdom or knowledge that I don't know of. He sleeps nearly all day, but when he is awake, he glances around with such somberness and knowingness as if he already lived his life and has hundreds of stories hidden away that he could tell. I wonder why he was abandoned. Mabye his mother couldn't afford him? Mabye it was an unwed pregnancy. But mabye....he just wasn't wanted. </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Yesterday was a special day. One of the new nurses had brought her guitar. After the little ones were fed and changed and settled into their drowsy afternoon playtime, she took her guitar and sat on the floor amoungst them. I don't think I have ever seen a guitar quite like that one. It was battered and broken and as out of tune as possible; the strings were loose and couldn't be tightened anymore. But, she really knew how to play. She played some random chords at first to warm up, getting the attention of the feister toddlers, who crawled and scooted over to inspect this new toy. And then suddenly, she burst into song. She sung one after another, some even in Quechua, songs I have never heard before. It was beautiful. I think a true musician can create beauty with anything...even with a dissionate and broken instrument. She captured the attention of everyone. Even some of the smallest babies watched her, captivated...listening. As I sat there watching them, I doubted whether many babies back home would have been so absorbed in something like this. They are usually always held, cuddled, given attention and love, and they always have an abundance of toys and distractions. But, these children! They watched her in fascination as if they were watching Blue's Clues or Baby Einstien.</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>It was beautiful.</em>holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-55347146606118426002007-08-01T17:48:00.000-07:002007-08-01T18:03:23.855-07:00portrait<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggf1iL3OPPpzSsbNUCm6V3DmMaEkRpeiD0e1LN_Gdo-l7oShtJDFs9C2GvrPG8I3EqKqXFmOlaV4BbfC0I5lDjsj4pyISVrXjm3toqkfGnwsk8JaP9uf7k-LwRCnyvxBPtUELnX_BBpmxW/s1600-h/oldman.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093900270587039922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggf1iL3OPPpzSsbNUCm6V3DmMaEkRpeiD0e1LN_Gdo-l7oShtJDFs9C2GvrPG8I3EqKqXFmOlaV4BbfC0I5lDjsj4pyISVrXjm3toqkfGnwsk8JaP9uf7k-LwRCnyvxBPtUELnX_BBpmxW/s400/oldman.jpg" border="0" /></a><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Sow for yourselves righteousness; reap steadfast love; </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">break up your fallow ground,</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">for it is time to seek the Lord, that he may come and </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">rain righteousness upon you.</span></em><br /><br /><p><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Hosea 10:12</span></em></p>holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-56335352521819984342007-07-27T08:52:00.000-07:002007-07-27T09:57:42.613-07:00Finally<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiW7f7Afv0G4vvYh1iRypIyBrEMRxbYQGRlu6B7M6AXzVVPSfBNInkLRv9PMHqFNl6BtJyXuT8N6rqglTqbniDXobPteZ9WXnUWpSkA07aARtHxbQWBSLhOCHdce7voKXXLb5SpbS4StTF/s1600-h/DSCN1837.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091919783857442914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiW7f7Afv0G4vvYh1iRypIyBrEMRxbYQGRlu6B7M6AXzVVPSfBNInkLRv9PMHqFNl6BtJyXuT8N6rqglTqbniDXobPteZ9WXnUWpSkA07aARtHxbQWBSLhOCHdce7voKXXLb5SpbS4StTF/s400/DSCN1837.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="font-size:85%;">In Arica, overlooking the ocean</span></em><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgirFrItOz4IxIKpOcMjcwHBe5C1ytplpFC26EFgeEcWm7vXrYJbJw59qREZnbyK56Ka4oUadndgt3gjEdWIvPVjeM6oXwWeQGtrn1GMR-aIUfmDVHTfs9Kyu9VWb0lEHpOuSOm_ELazg8B/s1600-h/michelle's+pictures+139.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091916631351447634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgirFrItOz4IxIKpOcMjcwHBe5C1ytplpFC26EFgeEcWm7vXrYJbJw59qREZnbyK56Ka4oUadndgt3gjEdWIvPVjeM6oXwWeQGtrn1GMR-aIUfmDVHTfs9Kyu9VWb0lEHpOuSOm_ELazg8B/s400/michelle's+pictures+139.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="font-size:85%;">Some of the team members and I</span></em><br /></p><p><em>Yes. I know I owe everyone an update. So much has transpired though, since my last post- that I think I have procrastinated in hopes that updating this would be easier. It isn't. So much has happened in fact, that I can't remember everything. Bear with me....</em><br /></p><p>The morning we left for Arica it was quiet and cold; and it seems like last year. We drove only about 20 minutes before we were suddenly stopped by rocks and protestors blocking the road. Apparently, here in Peru blocking roads with small boulders and thousands of rocks is considered an efficient method of protesting. These protests are called 'paros.' They usually start very early in the morning, cutting off all transportation on those roads all day- or even for several days. Apparently, the people think that this concept will get the government's attention- by stranding and upsetting their own friends, neighbors and countrymen. However their logic may work, we were stuck, and we had to leave to renew our visas and we had to use that only road leading out of Cusco. The Lord was gracious to us after Ricky told the protestors that it was an emergency and that we had to get to Chile. Although he may have exaggerated- we were greatly relieved to get through. But....a few minutes later we were again confronted by more road blocks, and found that the road was blocked off every few miles. Cars and buses were turning around and everything seemd nearly in chaos. We found a road through a field that by passed the the paros. A little later on, one paro was barricaded with tires lit on fire and a noisy mob. But, once again, the Lord let us pass it. We were the only car that kept making it through....</p><div>As it were, we were expecting the road trip to last around 10 hours. But, with the delays from the paros and the sight of the sun sinking beyond the hills, we knew we would never reach the border in time. It ended up taking around 16 hours. We stayed in Tacna for the night and then crossed the border the next morning. As it turns out, my visa expired that very day. God's provision and grace has been so evident to me! After Arica, we went again back to Tacna. Or...attempted to. A massive paro had blocked off the highway between Arica and Tacna, and the road was littered with rocks, glass and even a tree at one point, for miles and miles. Thankfully, the protestors had left. We were able to drive on the side of the road over smaller rocks, but when we were nealry close to Tacna, a group of protestors with fire had blocked off the rest of the road. So, we followed another car through a field, and outskirted half the city coming in by another road.</div><br /><div>We visited the church in Tacna and then proceeded to Cusco- but found that the whole country was participating in the paros- with Cusco getting the worst of it. Long story short...it took us a couple extra days to get home and by the time we arrived, I told myself that I never wanted to go on another road trip for a very very long time. I think my appetite for adventure was completely fulfilled. But, I have to say- that was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. There's so much more, but you will have to ask me about it all when I get home. </div><br /><div>A few days later, another team from California arrived. All 22 of them. They were awesome! They were 13-19 years old and faithfully presented their skits and mimes over and over, with cheerfullness and enthusiasm. They has already been perfoming in Tacna, so Cusco was the last leg of their trip. They only left a few days ago, but I miss them already.</div><br /><div>Michelle, the other intern and my roomate of two months left the same day as the team. Her company was so encouraging and inspiring. Michelle- Patti misses you terribly! I love you girl! Oh and.....a certain golden haired fellow misses you too... Vito sends his love! :)</div><br /><div></div><div><em>So, now with those busy and eventful weeks past us, we are just trying to regain a semblance of normalcy. Prayer night...San Marcos...cooking for only a few people...and a deathly quiet house. Thanks everyone, who have sent me notes and letters! It is such an encouragment. Love you all!</em><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div>holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-70361964709505333592007-07-08T15:17:00.000-07:002007-07-08T15:27:19.244-07:00leavingWe leave at 5am tomorrow morning to drive 10 hours to Arica, Chile to renew our visas, and then to Tacna, Peru to visit friends and the church there. We come back Friday night, in time for the children's class on Saturday.<br /><br />Chao!holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-40981214714143010862007-07-03T16:35:00.000-07:002007-07-03T18:12:50.116-07:00the lost city<em><span style="font-size:85%;">This poem was written by Pablo Neruda, after he saw Machu Picchu for his first time in the 1920's. </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">____________________</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Give me your hand from the deep seeded by your sorrow.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">You won’t return from under the rocks. </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">You won’t return from your subterranean time.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Your hardened voice won’t return. </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Your gouged-out eyes won’t return. </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Look at me from the depth of the earth, laborer, </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">weaver, silent shepherd:</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">tamer of wild llamas like spirit images: </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">construction worker on a daring scaffold: </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">waterer of the tears of the Andes: </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">jeweler with broken fingers: </span></em><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>farmer trembling as you sow: </em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>potter, poured out into your clay: </em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>bring to the cup of this new life your old buried sorrows. </em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Show me your blood and your furrow, tell me, </em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>“Here I was punished, </em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Because the jewel didn’t shine </em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>or the earth didn’t yield grain or stones on time.”</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Show me the stone you fell over </em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>And the wood on which they crucified you,</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Make a spark from the old flints for me, </em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>For the old lamps to show the whips still stuck </em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>After</em> <em>centuries in the old wounds </em></span><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">And the axes shining with blood.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">I come to speak for your dead mouth. </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Across the earth come together all </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">The silent worn-out lips </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">And from the depth speak to me all this long night </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Like I was pinned down there with you. </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Tell me all, chain by chain, </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Link by link and step by step, </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Sharpen the knives which you hid, </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Put them in my breast and in my hand, </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Like a river of yellow lighting</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Like a river of buried jaguars</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">And let me weep, hours, days, years,</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">For blind ages, cycles of stars.<br /></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Give me silence, water, hope.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Give me struggle, iron, volcanoes. </em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em><br />Speak through my words and my blood. </em></span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7g2mDpftchr0pdJW8OZIp9Ehvaa74DT3kiC0xv1_b22ELyNNQKB3I8UlouhWkxzAAribpVZJEU24lEibMI6MRayUQwHVJzqRCqhHIxX5uayYKr2EFgN-XpwwJzaz0iKtRtgjzBG-NfrSs/s1600-h/holly+975.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083129152663366802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7g2mDpftchr0pdJW8OZIp9Ehvaa74DT3kiC0xv1_b22ELyNNQKB3I8UlouhWkxzAAribpVZJEU24lEibMI6MRayUQwHVJzqRCqhHIxX5uayYKr2EFgN-XpwwJzaz0iKtRtgjzBG-NfrSs/s400/holly+975.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="font-size:85%;">the little town of macchu picchu, in the urubamba valley, in the early morning hours</span></em><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibHZT5sbMTRazrVap91MEsLk7r7txxaCFAiJGiD8PQkQiqDCyzwM2pqKSbfHPMdQCyBpPwfxehOjWphGNRyPy8AHGYlHjIFWkRrbPzvDxnMji3_qkF8VEMbzJ-krQkrWzfujr5aNFzTZeS/s1600-h/holly+978.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083129161253301410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibHZT5sbMTRazrVap91MEsLk7r7txxaCFAiJGiD8PQkQiqDCyzwM2pqKSbfHPMdQCyBpPwfxehOjWphGNRyPy8AHGYlHjIFWkRrbPzvDxnMji3_qkF8VEMbzJ-krQkrWzfujr5aNFzTZeS/s400/holly+978.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>The <span style="font-size:85%;">LORD</span> reigns, let the earth be glad; let the distant shores rejoice! Clouds and thick darkness surround Him, righteousness and justice are the foundation of His throne. Fire goes before Him and consumes His foes on every side. His lightening lights up the world, the earth sees and trembles, the mountains melt like wax before the <span style="font-size:85%;">LORD</span>, before the <span style="font-size:85%;">LORD</span> of all the earth. The heavens proclaim His righteousness and all peoples shall see His glory. [Psalm 97:1-6]</em></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigqadGIymV63FAQTVI9Zlu1TlOOwIu3Esl8Le9wgZJT3zH2r70R3H4jCp0FwsDytgnGsndSz9QDSXZqOtladn0F7qcJoUJb7agtE4qZmlnBsaI9hsnnnhrQxIhsbuCz7hQD_W7bwkt_bNh/s1600-h/holly+987.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083129165548268722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigqadGIymV63FAQTVI9Zlu1TlOOwIu3Esl8Le9wgZJT3zH2r70R3H4jCp0FwsDytgnGsndSz9QDSXZqOtladn0F7qcJoUJb7agtE4qZmlnBsaI9hsnnnhrQxIhsbuCz7hQD_W7bwkt_bNh/s400/holly+987.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="font-size:85%;">the sunrise through the mist</span></em></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE6fidEqFQ25F_2REmfOuV8jpPmHcQH2MuH2MyqTlEFll_5LbXKe8jA7lryD9BxHLqxlCc9t_uqUjkvasYLcVOdJ7Q4wJkamVLpuvE8F18uJPePRwp4CiUnegaRUK1btmFkz9727QzmNhA/s1600-h/holly+998.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083129169843236034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE6fidEqFQ25F_2REmfOuV8jpPmHcQH2MuH2MyqTlEFll_5LbXKe8jA7lryD9BxHLqxlCc9t_uqUjkvasYLcVOdJ7Q4wJkamVLpuvE8F18uJPePRwp4CiUnegaRUK1btmFkz9727QzmNhA/s400/holly+998.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH11ltiWvVTZ2mcoopdCufLCToIUYgThhGwCru-AW_5qvxmSHZU6E4FRpvqf3FL64RrK0M6SnvHak8-aRLQYuhMmhvTax4d2j26P3WOGIraE8UhKw8bJLVZn1Wz0R-zC3cfL6b9hZFsjSe/s1600-h/holly+1001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083129174138203346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH11ltiWvVTZ2mcoopdCufLCToIUYgThhGwCru-AW_5qvxmSHZU6E4FRpvqf3FL64RrK0M6SnvHak8-aRLQYuhMmhvTax4d2j26P3WOGIraE8UhKw8bJLVZn1Wz0R-zC3cfL6b9hZFsjSe/s400/holly+1001.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitIwa1NNC8otRVadOXgNjR3CAmxHUeMImr7g8biUAoBHK3AJddpAR8kmmzl7SSdtMF7TeS2mRNOT_lNT25RPs2AyJcDSW9Y2VkStfkorKNQFXVfmFMhTahueC6sIgRRDXwH93AOYQ3LI4P/s1600-h/holly+1037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083125957207698498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitIwa1NNC8otRVadOXgNjR3CAmxHUeMImr7g8biUAoBHK3AJddpAR8kmmzl7SSdtMF7TeS2mRNOT_lNT25RPs2AyJcDSW9Y2VkStfkorKNQFXVfmFMhTahueC6sIgRRDXwH93AOYQ3LI4P/s400/holly+1037.jpg" border="0" /></a><em><span style="font-size:85%;">LORD</span>, you have been our dwelling place in all generations. Before the mountains were brought forth or ever you had formed the earth and the world, from everlasting to everlasting you are God. You return man to dust and say, "Return, O children of man!" For a thousand years in your sight are but as yesterday when it is past or as a watch in the night. You sweep them away as with a flood; they are like a dream, like grass that is renewed in the morning: in the morning it flourishes and is renewed; in the evening it fades and withers. [Psalm 90: 1-6]</em><br /><em></em><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI6BAZfRVz2HVOdeU3W6CALDGjfmu1yC9o7gh20kg2yRpRGDxWz4YjBp1TaiyN19Dcpmu_8kMSKHej_G4Q5SQ9Q1-kZiy52QE8sqKVe5LsqPsW9anZhkiwE3rUi7FUAcn5JHKRZiVW0kDV/s1600-h/holly+1106.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083125970092600418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI6BAZfRVz2HVOdeU3W6CALDGjfmu1yC9o7gh20kg2yRpRGDxWz4YjBp1TaiyN19Dcpmu_8kMSKHej_G4Q5SQ9Q1-kZiy52QE8sqKVe5LsqPsW9anZhkiwE3rUi7FUAcn5JHKRZiVW0kDV/s400/holly+1106.jpg" border="0" /></a><em><span style="font-size:85%;">we climbed the mountain in the background, it is mount wynapicchu</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjedo0GW8K7wQYf3uqyyoykGR6AKmz5s90LamPTPt3bNky9w1Fjymjb3LgzVSs3ZAdvdMJSzeGOd06lW-PPDQPkAdCMGK_tb6yGx2MUgL2uPgNVB5HeJVFgpYmV8J3yWAJNdKse3I61kvaP/s1600-h/holly+1109.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083125974387567730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjedo0GW8K7wQYf3uqyyoykGR6AKmz5s90LamPTPt3bNky9w1Fjymjb3LgzVSs3ZAdvdMJSzeGOd06lW-PPDQPkAdCMGK_tb6yGx2MUgL2uPgNVB5HeJVFgpYmV8J3yWAJNdKse3I61kvaP/s400/holly+1109.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYF7UBfg_wmRM9KcrlBpAEEQTyEevXEqQIWj39CB8dO-mnxGLf6HvIuxR43jKrBE7D_stUxOOphFYxH1MWK8M75ioAUoqE2xuyEfEuWG4yq7eKQwfBxa3MhBB4nC78TFvi7zU9zYIkvvju/s1600-h/holly+1116.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083125982977502338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYF7UBfg_wmRM9KcrlBpAEEQTyEevXEqQIWj39CB8dO-mnxGLf6HvIuxR43jKrBE7D_stUxOOphFYxH1MWK8M75ioAUoqE2xuyEfEuWG4yq7eKQwfBxa3MhBB4nC78TFvi7zU9zYIkvvju/s400/holly+1116.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="font-size:85%;">view from the top of wynapicchu</span></em><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGrvNV6dgklJvIALMIP4RJvKbajK3usQlAGpDUIhZS2Y0U3AXbnNBvX_YPMevbATAO5UpBlnXjGFoF8T_FWbpCsFG7_KWqM-QOvSDX44ryhC4pt1EiERj_ABUMTjWbRnBgd1XPKdS5mGfS/s1600-h/holly+1118.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083122516938894322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGrvNV6dgklJvIALMIP4RJvKbajK3usQlAGpDUIhZS2Y0U3AXbnNBvX_YPMevbATAO5UpBlnXjGFoF8T_FWbpCsFG7_KWqM-QOvSDX44ryhC4pt1EiERj_ABUMTjWbRnBgd1XPKdS5mGfS/s400/holly+1118.jpg" border="0" /></a><em>For the <span style="font-size:85%;">LORD</span> is a great God, and a great king above all gods. In His hands are the depths of the earth; the heights of the mountains are His also. [Psalm 95: 3-4]</em></div><div> </div><div><em></em></div><div><em></em></div><div><em></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMweQbuoPKFUjmxCK5ukUuVX31rNZWxvKfpZ-XsReb1jp-HthPILl2ttk_68IH9ukonYtFXrJvCLcKTugq3Xo01rV5TVroRGP0umku-IqBDj4e1wtmirnRGkurTWzALs2ehk-Wo8Ya20oZ/s1600-h/holly+1129.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083122529823796226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMweQbuoPKFUjmxCK5ukUuVX31rNZWxvKfpZ-XsReb1jp-HthPILl2ttk_68IH9ukonYtFXrJvCLcKTugq3Xo01rV5TVroRGP0umku-IqBDj4e1wtmirnRGkurTWzALs2ehk-Wo8Ya20oZ/s400/holly+1129.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheeTHRrHzpgDT00_Wws_vNN_ehuiEvG4z2ZRjSTTTzmtihhzi3y4ps-He0pG-ME2X4Dsz4gOFMi4y0mjDpIw2BD7QcpHj5mnQO2Mhv-7vXyEQzE3hx_vR0leM2-bkirsxjPuArP55eVmXG/s1600-h/holly+1140.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083122551298632738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheeTHRrHzpgDT00_Wws_vNN_ehuiEvG4z2ZRjSTTTzmtihhzi3y4ps-He0pG-ME2X4Dsz4gOFMi4y0mjDpIw2BD7QcpHj5mnQO2Mhv-7vXyEQzE3hx_vR0leM2-bkirsxjPuArP55eVmXG/s400/holly+1140.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVC3rFh6PhUkBOwgxMxoDFOXGW0ophGI1Fz_b9OTUdJf5cMqkCzVNQLQvPWW9NZ3GamM0MI03rWDZ-NuOEcQHe7Bzrk1X5ybY5SJozw8o8uV1SnyzgcMSOlzv4-Mngjo0iZ-WRexoRooU3/s1600-h/holly+1160.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083122559888567346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVC3rFh6PhUkBOwgxMxoDFOXGW0ophGI1Fz_b9OTUdJf5cMqkCzVNQLQvPWW9NZ3GamM0MI03rWDZ-NuOEcQHe7Bzrk1X5ybY5SJozw8o8uV1SnyzgcMSOlzv4-Mngjo0iZ-WRexoRooU3/s400/holly+1160.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><p><em><span style="font-size:130%;">Of old you laid the foundation of the earth, and the heavens are the work of your hands. They will </span><span style="font-size:180%;">perish, </span><span style="font-size:130%;">but you will </span><span style="font-size:180%;">remain. </span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-size:130%;">Psalm 102: 25-26</span></em></p><p></p>holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-27903908773619851762007-07-01T20:27:00.000-07:002007-07-02T17:36:40.831-07:00last week<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWvwOKQyVsjMJuURPrNfDlYiUfas_YH6MGApFhWTkkb3iXui0c0CPEzPUEr6DdHxSSCrxKASQ6d62DHukJkEiHvIk3EiiK_UElYYFOMltfuzEq_nVv3oBVQCVqDnJOw65BMQvGi5CRcQOF/s1600-h/peru+1601.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082441674428164978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWvwOKQyVsjMJuURPrNfDlYiUfas_YH6MGApFhWTkkb3iXui0c0CPEzPUEr6DdHxSSCrxKASQ6d62DHukJkEiHvIk3EiiK_UElYYFOMltfuzEq_nVv3oBVQCVqDnJOw65BMQvGi5CRcQOF/s400/peru+1601.jpg" border="0" /></a><em>Danielle and I, she is the CCV administrator</em><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh13X6R3wIhbIuU3KPmF4Kg-OExdMf2nxYXReKos3z0L7jzv3rjNZti8EhXnPdhufzocxK3my2t966aZEuYVDr2pKG1udXKQl9n0htYJlTn4y68It2jhzM5ChGzGeDWuuUDIkwHN-LGLkB4/s1600-h/holly+832.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082441683018099586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh13X6R3wIhbIuU3KPmF4Kg-OExdMf2nxYXReKos3z0L7jzv3rjNZti8EhXnPdhufzocxK3my2t966aZEuYVDr2pKG1udXKQl9n0htYJlTn4y68It2jhzM5ChGzGeDWuuUDIkwHN-LGLkB4/s400/holly+832.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>Painting the first coat</em><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiU5BX5ty4Z5Sx39PxLF5RbzwUhyu2zac1FJgfnjEznce13C8emJyq-WDSiDNJ6Xl90G7MQ_o43TXQseZVDBWfZjQW5fUlD8P1yvDY1cs9IIOALq5xGOGPMJn2HZGGzG1KHfDc9TTCP76m/s1600-h/holly+861.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082441687313066898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiU5BX5ty4Z5Sx39PxLF5RbzwUhyu2zac1FJgfnjEznce13C8emJyq-WDSiDNJ6Xl90G7MQ_o43TXQseZVDBWfZjQW5fUlD8P1yvDY1cs9IIOALq5xGOGPMJn2HZGGzG1KHfDc9TTCP76m/s400/holly+861.jpg" border="0" /></a><em>Cheryl teaching how to correctly cut hair</em><br /></p><p><em></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVfhza6C6bexgPtmKPlD15JBiPg5QtkczxsqjYo83BKPPU468NnkgRkzMClWfO3Q_1Sb6DSyKq1SUB8dRFdf2lp7jG4BizzVWlNKfNw2S4gQ5JkMggGEmcQeB3vy3FYXwRse3s_nMzRBck/s1600-h/holly+785.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082441691608034210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVfhza6C6bexgPtmKPlD15JBiPg5QtkczxsqjYo83BKPPU468NnkgRkzMClWfO3Q_1Sb6DSyKq1SUB8dRFdf2lp7jG4BizzVWlNKfNw2S4gQ5JkMggGEmcQeB3vy3FYXwRse3s_nMzRBck/s400/holly+785.jpg" border="0" /></a><em>Anne and I<br /></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOPWgxhutNjnHLlSn0eCHvdiRupbis30gyxTm-IGxg_Gu5wG7zMZmYWNDl_hLz_thMfQoZbWsLzhTymdJKGNQneqd5aAd50oIIxQRGqhW5CWCOWP7vWK-WCyUw-RQLYrtFeGLvitkoQ5Yx/s1600-h/holly+900.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082441695903001522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOPWgxhutNjnHLlSn0eCHvdiRupbis30gyxTm-IGxg_Gu5wG7zMZmYWNDl_hLz_thMfQoZbWsLzhTymdJKGNQneqd5aAd50oIIxQRGqhW5CWCOWP7vWK-WCyUw-RQLYrtFeGLvitkoQ5Yx/s400/holly+900.jpg" border="0" /></a><em>Children at the orphanage clutching their toothbrushes after the dental hygiene presentation</em></p><p><em>_____________________</em></p><p><em>Things have been going very well. It has been a blessing having the team here from Christ's Church of he Valley [CCV] and it has been a sincere pleasure getting to know them all. I know I will be mucho triste when they leave in a few days!!</em></p><p><em>_____________________</em></p><p><em>We went to Machu Piccu on Thursday and got back on Saturday. After I go through my 201 pictures that I took, and probably after the team leaves on Tuesday, I will try to upload some of those photos. I am still recovering from the amazing time I had at Machu Piccu...I can't wait to tell you all about it. </em></p><p><br /></p>holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-28341509962758223872007-06-25T13:32:00.000-07:002007-06-25T19:48:49.898-07:00Inti Rami<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVq9axPw2LmjLF0C2hHvdM6Mxv5DU3MFvol2aRGvRH9T_-ObFTkM7Vrwn-MTfVBsxzfr-cshIc2oBglJf4HynuujLdyFVhsSLNMOdnIEun-nql3hVTgX_GB5UDoLcE9Jycm6p_N4mGu5nL/s1600-h/editcolor3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080129012828094306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVq9axPw2LmjLF0C2hHvdM6Mxv5DU3MFvol2aRGvRH9T_-ObFTkM7Vrwn-MTfVBsxzfr-cshIc2oBglJf4HynuujLdyFVhsSLNMOdnIEun-nql3hVTgX_GB5UDoLcE9Jycm6p_N4mGu5nL/s400/editcolor3.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>Michelle and a random perro</em><br /><em></em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBpMqScrxUauFJ1FOoeAgOmK8ndMTgGRV-ZZmPIxxFQ77wuw8F4RHYPEOjcDwZYtrnGN6-UgsRi0jHOYqd0okUuqSZ51SQmVyvO_0Y1qEFazONPwK5HT36YzXdjVUJs7k8FFqyvtKV-nfE/s1600-h/holly+663.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080129025712996210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBpMqScrxUauFJ1FOoeAgOmK8ndMTgGRV-ZZmPIxxFQ77wuw8F4RHYPEOjcDwZYtrnGN6-UgsRi0jHOYqd0okUuqSZ51SQmVyvO_0Y1qEFazONPwK5HT36YzXdjVUJs7k8FFqyvtKV-nfE/s400/holly+663.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>Cheryl and Helena [Victor is in the background]</em><br /><em></em><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikk5cV_7Qjg1xNQn7W5v9DNDaNUEsKbhydOlI4wI51UaWUscrI81_gIedT2cQTCZa1RSx4LAmYYzEwPucyM4jRSdoLrjBoz3yU-I0r2EubONWocUUmQ-6dSFNKqgC7CdMvObkXI4FK0CwK/s1600-h/editcolor1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080126173854711586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikk5cV_7Qjg1xNQn7W5v9DNDaNUEsKbhydOlI4wI51UaWUscrI81_gIedT2cQTCZa1RSx4LAmYYzEwPucyM4jRSdoLrjBoz3yU-I0r2EubONWocUUmQ-6dSFNKqgC7CdMvObkXI4FK0CwK/s400/editcolor1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiilZL2_xVqEzSn1VxgRyARXF7ArE3QAM0VsA5-rKr2iQJTklSp-NseGEtef8coHLA8jtYHYqaNuJ42_C48z3zEpUPcWcrAgAiwIy73IEnQTUrYUF2ab5VUQXH5Rq-fYWbD-CEr1WkKBIJd/s1600-h/holly+675.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080126182444646194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiilZL2_xVqEzSn1VxgRyARXF7ArE3QAM0VsA5-rKr2iQJTklSp-NseGEtef8coHLA8jtYHYqaNuJ42_C48z3zEpUPcWcrAgAiwIy73IEnQTUrYUF2ab5VUQXH5Rq-fYWbD-CEr1WkKBIJd/s400/holly+675.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>Matt</em><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhssMXX5A8-Xiw6Y_XnOfFsr-bQIx2nqfLr3CqVbYmGv3k5Qz1s71R3AZXEyPwn9GR34CzLxCEVr53HBfrmbQp2_cFIPXt3YGPEEQS3bvC2qTLpgNWlmyLooewg6JoFsSOu0Uc5V-JZLEuj/s1600-h/holly+701.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080126191034580802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhssMXX5A8-Xiw6Y_XnOfFsr-bQIx2nqfLr3CqVbYmGv3k5Qz1s71R3AZXEyPwn9GR34CzLxCEVr53HBfrmbQp2_cFIPXt3YGPEEQS3bvC2qTLpgNWlmyLooewg6JoFsSOu0Uc5V-JZLEuj/s400/holly+701.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>Amelia and Anne</em> </div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVgbrtsyJWQHje3wV6LkN6EJBm4WaxJ5NbE-Apz_znZkA0G7-0fADQJJDuemFDt4hlCMgdAeNVDX-47m-XEWFSfzLKXa0tiOaHkxHsrEmXJNb6KYd-2fp5pGopQm9-y6DW524U8spQkweB/s1600-h/holly+705.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080126199624515410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVgbrtsyJWQHje3wV6LkN6EJBm4WaxJ5NbE-Apz_znZkA0G7-0fADQJJDuemFDt4hlCMgdAeNVDX-47m-XEWFSfzLKXa0tiOaHkxHsrEmXJNb6KYd-2fp5pGopQm9-y6DW524U8spQkweB/s400/holly+705.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>Dan</em><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvTEbZa3JJz4yaQ_mFaMuTSUr4KmSZJH_Fu94QvKiXKz_n7xkf_owJkMieaHCfqwy4dPKxq9YJjFY0bvP7bcSZBQQOgVPjneql_NT1xuy9DP0FOidpCzZ4m7yJs0ABmIsB5tW8KA9kzd6H/s1600-h/holly+664.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080122806600351442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvTEbZa3JJz4yaQ_mFaMuTSUr4KmSZJH_Fu94QvKiXKz_n7xkf_owJkMieaHCfqwy4dPKxq9YJjFY0bvP7bcSZBQQOgVPjneql_NT1xuy9DP0FOidpCzZ4m7yJs0ABmIsB5tW8KA9kzd6H/s400/holly+664.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEjkwU1lUHpGBWhhVz9jOLQlLA4VL-i43Qbnh7eCGniGFbY7GgxMTgQDqkL5iC_A1BMuU88lN_TwNdoVg7ushRxUM5jgAKpLdy7uLA-sOrHwx-t4zr9H2ogIP7E136cAj40Cr-R_4ZS1ag/s1600-h/peru+1468.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080122815190286050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEjkwU1lUHpGBWhhVz9jOLQlLA4VL-i43Qbnh7eCGniGFbY7GgxMTgQDqkL5iC_A1BMuU88lN_TwNdoVg7ushRxUM5jgAKpLdy7uLA-sOrHwx-t4zr9H2ogIP7E136cAj40Cr-R_4ZS1ag/s400/peru+1468.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnmG5SUOy1svL1xNNTpQPaDd3De4hWU598MM45zS6QJmXgHYJuxPa7dL82E-ITLnVl5OFqDkbJA0nZvcW_yTcIDrouL_jAaZU1VB7O8t3MIA7ej-0aybtuCXPeRyZ2uUUutrlF2cA0Be2M/s1600-h/holly+659.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080122823780220658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnmG5SUOy1svL1xNNTpQPaDd3De4hWU598MM45zS6QJmXgHYJuxPa7dL82E-ITLnVl5OFqDkbJA0nZvcW_yTcIDrouL_jAaZU1VB7O8t3MIA7ej-0aybtuCXPeRyZ2uUUutrlF2cA0Be2M/s400/holly+659.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbJLD1En0RlGmH3rlRFqcSaWC9aUjIFe68bcyNVZ4XxWc5k7FyhQXHtw2QG8rkh9a0Z0NC7afprKuuUo5BDU0fEw1pmxWkTEtA8U8ejXSuEJrZgbpm0CSi9uHwjyRluBfp5d-sXqONXPer/s1600-h/holly+660.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080122828075187970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbJLD1En0RlGmH3rlRFqcSaWC9aUjIFe68bcyNVZ4XxWc5k7FyhQXHtw2QG8rkh9a0Z0NC7afprKuuUo5BDU0fEw1pmxWkTEtA8U8ejXSuEJrZgbpm0CSi9uHwjyRluBfp5d-sXqONXPer/s400/holly+660.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieaC_H20_iVd2XF7fMKj3_mHEoPyQOVV6wSUlyzPrevVC4EeP6TMlI0CPmkJ4iVC1jX1VO50b1fTgEam8hRYoyKVv9FmWxe5-qBiSQniZsBhwcMKaoZrZvvf07Afiomz8QN7GEmrkXipj_/s1600-h/holly+694.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080122836665122578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieaC_H20_iVd2XF7fMKj3_mHEoPyQOVV6wSUlyzPrevVC4EeP6TMlI0CPmkJ4iVC1jX1VO50b1fTgEam8hRYoyKVv9FmWxe5-qBiSQniZsBhwcMKaoZrZvvf07Afiomz8QN7GEmrkXipj_/s400/holly+694.jpg" border="0" /></a><em>Tracie</em><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJnVQpNURw6LN3fIBV3U9g-gZ6AoV9JcuWxlCO5s5krNuh4TsaEcAtygnXj168xqHHLl1SFFQ-WCbr8opTiq4I6W48Hh7s0JIWsBYJQGE_pwfJz3DtjU8HFoMVqsM4fRKpbV9ssOYUjBY5/s1600-h/editcolor.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080117240322735810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJnVQpNURw6LN3fIBV3U9g-gZ6AoV9JcuWxlCO5s5krNuh4TsaEcAtygnXj168xqHHLl1SFFQ-WCbr8opTiq4I6W48Hh7s0JIWsBYJQGE_pwfJz3DtjU8HFoMVqsM4fRKpbV9ssOYUjBY5/s400/editcolor.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><em><span style="font-size:180%;">The team is here.</span> </em></div><br /><br /><div><em>The past couple of days we've set up several families with cages and ginuea pigs. They have been so overwhelmed; it was humbling to witness their gratitude and tears. Today we are painting the children's room and taking more qui to a couple families. The goal of the qui business is not to just give them away, but to teach these people the concept of keeping a business. Many here work for alcohol, and bring nothing home to their families, and so wives and children are forced to provide income; and if given a few ginuea pigs, would either eat them in a couple days or sell them, making hardly any profit. Our goal is to teach them to care for them, feed them adequately, breed them, and sell a few, and then breed more- so that they can earn a living and learn to understand that they don't <strong>have</strong> <strong>to</strong> live in extreme poverty. </em></div><br /><div><em>Yesterday, we went to Inti Rami, which is Quechua for the Festival of the Sun. It was beyond description. It is nearly impossible to drive there, so everyone walks. The festival is located on a hill, around ancient Incan ruins, on the outskirts of the city, and thousands and thousands of people attend. Every single street was thick with people, jolting and pushing; it was surreal. The walk took an hour from the city, and 98% of it was all uphill, upstairs, and on the side of a cliff. When we finally reached the summit and the festival grounds it was astounding. I have <strong>never</strong> seen so many people in my life. I was suddenly aware of the reality of the multitude that Jesus fed; I was there, I was a part of the throng of people, I was among the multitude! But, I came back to earth when the festival started. Hundreds of people, dressed as Incans in their traditional clothing, so colorful, began to dance, chant and kneel and worship the sun. They sacrificed alpacas on an altar and prayed to the sun to always shine. You see, it was the summer solstice, the shortest day of the year, and they are afraid that the sun will leave and never come back. Ironically, when the head Incan priest prayed and chanted, the sun appeared from behind the clouds that had been covering it all morning. The crowds cheered and clapped. I got goosebumps. </em></div><br /><div><em>I had been sick for a while, but this past week I have improved very much and I feel so good. It has been an adjustment living with the team here, but I love it. It has been a great experience meeting them and working together. We packed all of us into a small van today, all 16 of us or so, sitting on the floor, crammed on each other and car sick, driving the back roads. Oh! Pretty soon we leave for Machu Piccu, and I can hardly contain my excitment. I get to experience it in person! We will get there early, so that we can see the sun rise. Can this be real!? It must be...I have a cramp in my neck right now and my foot's asleep. </em></div></div><div></div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"><em></em></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"><em></em></span></div><div></div><div></div></div></div>holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-3938835141433511102007-06-21T11:47:00.000-07:002007-06-21T16:18:21.365-07:00Delay<span class="blsp-spelling-error">Well</span>...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">the</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">team</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">is</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">delayed</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">in</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Pheonix</span>. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">They</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">were</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">supposed</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">to</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">arrive</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">this</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">morning</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">but</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">now</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">they</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">will</span> be <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">split</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">up</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">with</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">half</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">the</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">team</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">arriving</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">tomorrow</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">and</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">the</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">rest</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">on</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">Sunday</span>. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">Dissapointing</span>; <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">and</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">especially</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34">for</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">them</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36">and</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37">exhausting</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38">also</span>. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39">Please</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40">pray</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41">that</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42">they</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43">would</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44">arrive</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45">safely</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46">and</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47">quickly</span>!holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-91352761566976892172007-06-20T11:17:00.000-07:002007-06-20T11:22:31.884-07:00Please prayPlease be praying for Michelle, my roomate, who is also an intern. Last week we both got some sort of food poisoning, and were very sick. We've been well until last night, when Michelle woke up extremely sick again. Please keep her in your prayers; and please pray that we can find the cause of the illness.<br /><br />Thank you!holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-17737955117566041302007-06-19T17:16:00.000-07:002007-06-19T17:57:26.899-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv3Wen9BSJBZQQHUZr6SBZA28vDLKZyDsLPi5-HbvzNt8Ti0xtLXWI0Y8PE8bFHmzUfqiUGsPbZgBuCaRVgPGBcPcHR1tQRMwNS_uHRMbjbgh0jn1-q8TvtiQ73X1aCVHZrYcljipgzYlj/s1600-h/peru+1014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077944257453899442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv3Wen9BSJBZQQHUZr6SBZA28vDLKZyDsLPi5-HbvzNt8Ti0xtLXWI0Y8PE8bFHmzUfqiUGsPbZgBuCaRVgPGBcPcHR1tQRMwNS_uHRMbjbgh0jn1-q8TvtiQ73X1aCVHZrYcljipgzYlj/s400/peru+1014.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-QwepSKd5-wVKMWHL7HdO2P3m2RVP0JoPtDQ9HqEYJOFOTF4ej9qzvFPLf7VP8zZDYt66MvE3Pc8fSg53iU58gdGGTzPyEBHVCSLtwDR6uTkq65uX4uDrOuf0lmvxKGqRF4NfQnmwn6IN/s1600-h/edithds121.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077934615252319906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-QwepSKd5-wVKMWHL7HdO2P3m2RVP0JoPtDQ9HqEYJOFOTF4ej9qzvFPLf7VP8zZDYt66MvE3Pc8fSg53iU58gdGGTzPyEBHVCSLtwDR6uTkq65uX4uDrOuf0lmvxKGqRF4NfQnmwn6IN/s400/edithds121.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>A team from California will arrive this Thursday, so this was my last day at the orphanage for a couple weeks. A new nurse, Emily, was quite the passionate teacher today. She wouldn't let me say anything unless I spoke in Spanish. Hours of intensive spanish lessons plus a couple dozen little kids to feed and watch.....tiring, but rather unexpectedly fulfilling. </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>The team consists of 11 people. We will be doing presentations and helping some of the church members start their own ginuea pig raising/breeding/selling business. One presentaion will be on dental health and hygiene, which we will do in San Marcos, and we'll give out free toothbrushes at the end. I can't wait until the team arrives- the house is going to be packed- but it will be awesome!</em></div>holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-3875375247253155672007-06-17T19:05:00.000-07:002007-06-18T12:47:08.773-07:00Pisac, PeruToday after church we drove an hour to Pisac, through La Valle Sagredo [the Sacred Valley]. It was incredible. So amazingly beautiful; it didn't even seem real. The pictures just do not do justice to its beauty. I wish I could take you all there!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil5J-4SDWhhCFHwyJTzMZt09zov-zfIRYz91q1tjH79rFZ6znGVP3bYohwMYCQxwVF0JGQt6AjseadzjknFHGIDJppooUOHc2EeRYj2fwDx5KUh1Fau2MysZd7xsLgtJAEfCy5hmOMFBmt/s1600-h/peru+1162.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077227886973697682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil5J-4SDWhhCFHwyJTzMZt09zov-zfIRYz91q1tjH79rFZ6znGVP3bYohwMYCQxwVF0JGQt6AjseadzjknFHGIDJppooUOHc2EeRYj2fwDx5KUh1Fau2MysZd7xsLgtJAEfCy5hmOMFBmt/s400/peru+1162.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglerdaQ-mvWFr8zpP-UWZL2CDG7WgHnCvgRTRxm3w9wOdGeyT78i6hy3SESL1a77-BBLVxTjj3ggzGWyTstm-R10uwEy5zcWjxMa1CdWbDX0ZP6WGmyMe3gauths7O8iqvb6_90t_FmLws/s1600-h/peru+1160.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077226903426186882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTmyyjuuZcviVrONqrJXDNE4zwj_AlnqSQOewXs7H3zDjJhoPj6fxNW3x7In2ZXXUXNWws5lWYyPvePIcS5Dk7D_5gByhfiHnnd70rkAR4ewgmouHnOLCh8PQ6Wr8GyQKBe4-k6i4ZnITV/s400/holly+636.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeSpEWjewjSw5cO2tI8g9u6jAnM-VNEJlTCwff5j3GVX3Ob7NKxsdLkMPewMUu1Fxi1CGm1Exnjg6CNdJjY-MkyWMGGkLMR7mebRkGR4xaztcMUhUpDn2FRFPgTN9bHZzvmn9HPH1g6G8l/s1600-h/peru+1160.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-70443341177917909962007-06-13T16:55:00.000-07:002007-06-13T19:27:32.781-07:00Joley<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjptC009D1C1WjomPBsAqcEOBkB9LkPk5Be4Rqc3UWHJGXTgGSXTWT9chT1H2PdKa7bbzGwxs0EjERVFF31vNqTpLCBJsJJVFTkkMFMyg7EZ7kWSmcHdRsPODv3VR_KWdtBIaJIjWKZKRSx/s1600-h/edit1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075713438555454994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjptC009D1C1WjomPBsAqcEOBkB9LkPk5Be4Rqc3UWHJGXTgGSXTWT9chT1H2PdKa7bbzGwxs0EjERVFF31vNqTpLCBJsJJVFTkkMFMyg7EZ7kWSmcHdRsPODv3VR_KWdtBIaJIjWKZKRSx/s400/edit1.jpg" border="0" /></a><em>This is Carlyn, she has a double cleft palate. </em><br /><em></em><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6FlETx6EtdS35z807AsRqkBb6eb-rVRX6QQiZMPh-I9lyx5Avg5ry82Q8jdqV0rsoGlUGBwbmte7nB3X_73YGNH6idO1c8NFdD20k5oQN6sotm2ssEqkldkbAwKmnuBx-bYjuy6O_vLNG/s1600-h/peru+944.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075712549497224674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6FlETx6EtdS35z807AsRqkBb6eb-rVRX6QQiZMPh-I9lyx5Avg5ry82Q8jdqV0rsoGlUGBwbmte7nB3X_73YGNH6idO1c8NFdD20k5oQN6sotm2ssEqkldkbAwKmnuBx-bYjuy6O_vLNG/s400/peru+944.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpXRGtiuBLFDCriEdICZxEkaybzrfwZolzqFHN6RjyC3Zs3VpB7TAfAfZULYutXmDQ46ybuQYdOd-0YCq7mZEQXZ9GB6Qx4DcwlM4pE2R4VXJwVaXLFpl5q2GSCzbyz1NGx7ggSEwoZl4C/s1600-h/peru+1014.jpg"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB50YZAPmvX5UvrCWBqBjJDkzJ8ChEiHvLVJCihnojV_apsd5YYdCVDjoSq0WD6FSnHYHa-2cP4vivOYGnFp4hvrhahh7oO_nSq_pVx6ZUXVuv7lsKznMKM7Xh7W3WnFrsobNHF0g-plFf/s1600-h/edit123.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075708598127312258" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1w_3D8mNAMVe1AnZCpd3l6myKtw4QXczRZheeuKFXfzCQrYfh6RukdK_O3ccHcb_xwrVWj0V9GyarjoLxsNKJX2ySBLahiQAlBxJI-RMnOc4B9HVCZsIKk0Khq7dCtg9Yz-_zUhx8uTj7/s400/holly+611.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXmQO8pF0s42CPK-giBRPJ9agmu19hFp7juIusCszvhNUw1U04N1ZntjyilG2yVYTjBfwJ00XHzIjCPUikpw_cUEF2LZ4i-Ae23DfJUT_Ok-h6uWT0HDncJuLuv14YhAkWtvyU51VjqI6O/s1600-h/holly+630.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075708615307181490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXmQO8pF0s42CPK-giBRPJ9agmu19hFp7juIusCszvhNUw1U04N1ZntjyilG2yVYTjBfwJ00XHzIjCPUikpw_cUEF2LZ4i-Ae23DfJUT_Ok-h6uWT0HDncJuLuv14YhAkWtvyU51VjqI6O/s400/holly+630.jpg" border="0" /></a><em>This is Ronaldo. One of the nurses dressed him in tights; he didn't look me in the eye all day. </em><br /><br /></div><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpfxo_fucSpyCVYtorzLDDurF74YSifvn8p3oMBb9x1xztlVhuapkyA_js5d4AQSY0ZG7Ib1GuNXsnJLKqK_MHcpG_i89F3qCt2osDwu9ohUwP56F_5wRGDBdt1jQLpy41BrivDisoYkhG/s1600-h/edit12345.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075708619602148802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpfxo_fucSpyCVYtorzLDDurF74YSifvn8p3oMBb9x1xztlVhuapkyA_js5d4AQSY0ZG7Ib1GuNXsnJLKqK_MHcpG_i89F3qCt2osDwu9ohUwP56F_5wRGDBdt1jQLpy41BrivDisoYkhG/s400/edit12345.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6t41EItAM69q-1gsBOOBAbK8fF9oepwrXLi9YhyphenhyphenOyubFvs7Z1CViX3q59NOpRsB48mUp0B4eYe3dQ0UrJrWViCJnJ8PJ2YouD7f652l6puSTirelP0r3uv9lqVYb0VvMFwMmcH7vyiKQ7/s1600-h/holly+550.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075705239462886722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6t41EItAM69q-1gsBOOBAbK8fF9oepwrXLi9YhyphenhyphenOyubFvs7Z1CViX3q59NOpRsB48mUp0B4eYe3dQ0UrJrWViCJnJ8PJ2YouD7f652l6puSTirelP0r3uv9lqVYb0VvMFwMmcH7vyiKQ7/s400/holly+550.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHPFJDAC8WdAlk7-kHVS2fSpby9onGOLMzbL7D9eTs9gjSKIJRE5-mWjj4PBbDUD5Dt7wrBQgRM3HNNXPMWpxbPwSuEYwIhzbs4CzxNbR7YzSymFENyN8vRpybFGyPN9RDEakBqDvXwVwK/s1600-h/holly+563.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075705243757854034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHPFJDAC8WdAlk7-kHVS2fSpby9onGOLMzbL7D9eTs9gjSKIJRE5-mWjj4PBbDUD5Dt7wrBQgRM3HNNXPMWpxbPwSuEYwIhzbs4CzxNbR7YzSymFENyN8vRpybFGyPN9RDEakBqDvXwVwK/s400/holly+563.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnlgh-ekbquiALim-s4H1zZhXeo0DQtYOFBU-UXhljeyT5tSZyCcbCng4VZqcQ1m1SfkoLi0WywspX6QAPmeuNwh3EnUe1Xzlpy_cnbcelC2ghOQU6pbcwWqugkWhScY6Qaq8dUuy85RJk/s1600-h/holly+602.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075705260937723250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnlgh-ekbquiALim-s4H1zZhXeo0DQtYOFBU-UXhljeyT5tSZyCcbCng4VZqcQ1m1SfkoLi0WywspX6QAPmeuNwh3EnUe1Xzlpy_cnbcelC2ghOQU6pbcwWqugkWhScY6Qaq8dUuy85RJk/s400/holly+602.jpg" border="0" /></a><em>Notice the wiggly eyes that we bought for the children...the fish looked alive. It was a big hit with the kids.</em></p><p>____________________________</p><p>I have finally realized why people here never address me by my name. For one, they never remember it. And second, it's completely weird to them. And I get strange looks when I tell them how to spell it....that part <em>especially</em> makes no sense to them. </p><p>To them I am "Joley" and they always give me interesting looks, as if...<em>poor girl...why would her parents ever name her</em> <em>that? </em></p><em></em><br /><em>___________________________</em><br /><br />Also, Michelle has been battling some mysterious insects every night. She wakes up with several bites a day and now has dozens. She has changed her whole bedding and we have cleaned our room very well....but still she is still being bit. I have been bit several times, but have not had it as bad as her at all. But, now these past couple nights I have been bit more. Today, this morning, as I was waking up, I found them. <em>Fleas</em>. I thought the bites were fleas before, but I could never find any. But....today I found it. It was right underneath my covers, hopping around- apparently in a jovial state of mind. It was so huge I thought it could <em>never</em> be a flea! But....Oh Lord help me....it was...and is. Apparently, not everything is bigger in Texas.<br /><br />Please be praying for us.holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-62567222691776950052007-06-03T20:38:00.000-07:002007-06-03T21:39:15.854-07:00wings of the wind<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtnyjTkY-urYhvp2DbGkh-yccfNRv56e6B0uGThZnYcILbwR_N0c7O2GP7o5SiZ2orXP3OXkrC2GhflSF1cTBTgQ2FmRZKPrT4fsxzKkZGaj_MNFSzPuCdMLSTx2gHTtoCzibiS_8j9YMa/s1600-h/holly+500edit.jpg"></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixgLAnaUa-A1OD8PoWMRPT8qAgiYBvJ_FB7AIfr7YK-6FffJX5wrP32gutboOtFjBIPahaRbd19lrc9PIE4Sx8rgdgep0_sKboKFU8X7PXB027IwpFWWFhk3xKoaF3DcnvkJRiuDFktWB8/s1600-h/holly+517edit.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072054365659648338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixgLAnaUa-A1OD8PoWMRPT8qAgiYBvJ_FB7AIfr7YK-6FffJX5wrP32gutboOtFjBIPahaRbd19lrc9PIE4Sx8rgdgep0_sKboKFU8X7PXB027IwpFWWFhk3xKoaF3DcnvkJRiuDFktWB8/s400/holly+517edit.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><em>I just finished reading through Hosea. </em></div><br /><div><em>It is powerful in describing modern history; the present times...the right now. In fact, it is chilling and seriously convicting- are we so wealthy and healthy and happy and satisfied in America, and in other affluent countries, that we forget God? </em></div><br /><div><em></em></div><div><em>It's nothing new. But, perhaps being over here has helped cement some of those ideas I already had.</em></div><br /><div><em></em></div><div><em>Actually... I know it has.</em></div><br /><br /><div><em></em></div><div><em>"For the Lord has a controversy with the inhabitants of the land. There is <span style="font-size:130%;">no faithfulness or steadfast love, </span><span style="font-size:100%;">and no </span><span style="font-size:180%;">knowledge </span><span style="font-size:130%;">of </span><span style="font-size:180%;">God</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> in the land; there is swearing, </span><span style="font-size:130%;">lying</span><span style="font-size:100%;">, </span></em><em><span style="font-size:100%;">murder, stealing and committing adultery; they </span><span style="font-size:180%;">break all bounds</span><span style="font-size:100%;">, and bloodshed follows bloodshed. </span></em></div><div></div><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;">Therefore, </span><span style="font-size:100%;">the land </span><span style="font-size:180%;">mourns</span><span style="font-size:100%;">, and all who dwell in it </span><span style="font-size:130%;">languish... </span></em><em><span style="font-size:130%;">My people are </span></em><em><span style="font-size:180%;">destroyed </span><span style="font-size:100%;">for </span><span style="font-size:180%;">lack </span><span style="font-size:100%;">of </span><span style="font-size:180%;">knowledge</span><span style="font-size:100%;">... </span></em></div><div></div><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;">Therefore,</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> they shall be like the </span><span style="font-size:130%;">morning mist</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> or like the dew that goes </span><span style="font-size:130%;">early away, </span><span style="font-size:100%;">like the chaff that </span><span style="font-size:180%;">swirls</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> from the threshing floor or like </span><span style="font-size:180%;">smoke </span><span style="font-size:100%;">from a window. </span></em></div><div></div><div><em>It was I who knew you in the wilderness, in the land of drought; but when they had grazed, they <span style="font-size:180%;">became full</span><span style="font-size:100%;">, they were filled, and their heart was lifted up; </span></em></div><div></div><div><em><span style="font-size:180%;">therefore they forgot Me. </span></em></div><div></div><div><em>But, <span style="font-size:180%;">I am the Lord your God </span><span style="font-size:100%;">from the land of Egypt; you know no God </span><span style="font-size:130%;">but Me, </span></em><em><span style="font-size:100%;">and besides Me </span><span style="font-size:180%;">there is no Savior</span><span style="font-size:100%;">.</span></em></div><br /><div><em></em></div><br /><div><em></em></div><br /><div><em>Hosea 4:1-3 & 6 and 13:3-6 </em></div><br /><div><em><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></em></div></div>holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-53607787427267235002007-05-31T18:49:00.000-07:002007-05-31T19:39:31.032-07:00It's a hard knock life<em></em><br /><em>Working in the orphanage is one of the hardest things I have ever done. Not only is it physically tiring, it is mentally draining and spiritually exhausting. It is hard to comprehend the fact that these darling children aren't here for a few hours at daycare. This is their home. </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>It breaks my heart.</em><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7AUZWuhK8hBCcQJR_PCbWsCwaDrFcFkQ0v21PYgvll8LxqrCy1eIQYgJHYF3br8sKQRmGf1jMIdWrLFTUJo39ghc2PT9CqskEDXz5GaeiK3UzupuFitOI5frhCMojb80mh42NciI0Opy7/s1600-h/holly+456.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070913811324391746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7AUZWuhK8hBCcQJR_PCbWsCwaDrFcFkQ0v21PYgvll8LxqrCy1eIQYgJHYF3br8sKQRmGf1jMIdWrLFTUJo39ghc2PT9CqskEDXz5GaeiK3UzupuFitOI5frhCMojb80mh42NciI0Opy7/s400/holly+456.jpg" border="0" /></a> Louisa<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLtzlhvfFgHPVq9nIxTLVX0i1Vb39zuTlkA1-JEBSayiXI8GkiCwhEqxrUlH4EfKUyhRzPNGhEFosjMwf93EwAXyEo94oX0vQB7zUTaFlEvnrIJ_VL8smZ5YzqvwgZcKQ3PxhO8g8fLvj2/s1600-h/holly473edit.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070911779804860706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLtzlhvfFgHPVq9nIxTLVX0i1Vb39zuTlkA1-JEBSayiXI8GkiCwhEqxrUlH4EfKUyhRzPNGhEFosjMwf93EwAXyEo94oX0vQB7zUTaFlEvnrIJ_VL8smZ5YzqvwgZcKQ3PxhO8g8fLvj2/s400/holly473edit.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidIm6chWUWi9K0E-WXdVaBW3as-MtjGN1RsAAu8cy-7THOAxNVtnirdlw-_UHnUuKYKq4mTGLKURdow76qW-SVdyJL7Waru9z4qGV9oFG5ps3sQWOL4yY_YEwsVZ27FghsUDXpXbig1b2i/s1600-h/holly493edit.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070911788394795314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidIm6chWUWi9K0E-WXdVaBW3as-MtjGN1RsAAu8cy-7THOAxNVtnirdlw-_UHnUuKYKq4mTGLKURdow76qW-SVdyJL7Waru9z4qGV9oFG5ps3sQWOL4yY_YEwsVZ27FghsUDXpXbig1b2i/s400/holly493edit.jpg" border="0" /></a> Isabel<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL54vp98hF9wxbr7GgDdK4XGxM5V0pJVMrMdmp4d1fViOuTSHGRbHb1O4c4Eq_DSr0mDpNv2NfunEKBFayp3ktIp28CL84l1l5b_jVbd5M5pm-zSuDIezQxSCwe7f1z2hsS-ZnwDIZrwsB/s1600-h/holly442edit.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070909945853825234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL54vp98hF9wxbr7GgDdK4XGxM5V0pJVMrMdmp4d1fViOuTSHGRbHb1O4c4Eq_DSr0mDpNv2NfunEKBFayp3ktIp28CL84l1l5b_jVbd5M5pm-zSuDIezQxSCwe7f1z2hsS-ZnwDIZrwsB/s400/holly442edit.jpg" border="0" /></a> Annaly</div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2pKd4m6MFxKP3x8i46phtA8klctAdUQw9ECqeyUgQABFh25Cc1l_IMUORtlDs20csIXrGRf3QlMWoPxt2qE3qMiCi0eKxBPT7oNyxQfrxSOdNNORWxd-q_OEifHbwy8fNRGAYgo3_o8OC/s1600-h/holly447edit.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070909954443759842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2pKd4m6MFxKP3x8i46phtA8klctAdUQw9ECqeyUgQABFh25Cc1l_IMUORtlDs20csIXrGRf3QlMWoPxt2qE3qMiCi0eKxBPT7oNyxQfrxSOdNNORWxd-q_OEifHbwy8fNRGAYgo3_o8OC/s400/holly447edit.jpg" border="0" /></a> Isabel</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggOaj0k_L4a4QM29Z5cXrWrtTWRw4XtIu1JkfkzMIuDd80LoOK7i1xfWeIt2iiLVyqVvu_FMY8rf82Mt5CAybZFwUf7RJJ_y5Cv3uwh2r2Tf7-zLwtZk56Mej9J0q_zu2_488AEwOcwLqI/s1600-h/holly+456.jpg"></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXJRhJ3lW_aWDUMP3op44M1Rn23nceMqxXy1sRP9QK-QJy7HiKKQNpPJ4Dtf0ZDM-nn7Xq0IoeYkFN5Pjp2EaJ8FQR3jOhTZiNYok8q8Ttxogiw9Wp-E19pzMTFABewkD5Ni9hEdPWsTYs/s1600-h/holly468edit.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070909971623629058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXJRhJ3lW_aWDUMP3op44M1Rn23nceMqxXy1sRP9QK-QJy7HiKKQNpPJ4Dtf0ZDM-nn7Xq0IoeYkFN5Pjp2EaJ8FQR3jOhTZiNYok8q8Ttxogiw9Wp-E19pzMTFABewkD5Ni9hEdPWsTYs/s400/holly468edit.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTvUxGq7KqUzTLEZsuoJpHZnjvE2mftWtNHT-_viskKyEVz9yAKB4XtqlBsSZQ0ZGZCnxF7VkI7OZlFQ3nZwms1W9QXsDlqyU0L0CMo4HWspGQBlq9HlKbRcKm4IwZbIPkxMJ8RfJAM_gX/s1600-h/holly464edit.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070909980213563666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTvUxGq7KqUzTLEZsuoJpHZnjvE2mftWtNHT-_viskKyEVz9yAKB4XtqlBsSZQ0ZGZCnxF7VkI7OZlFQ3nZwms1W9QXsDlqyU0L0CMo4HWspGQBlq9HlKbRcKm4IwZbIPkxMJ8RfJAM_gX/s400/holly464edit.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>All of little ones are precious, and I</em> <em>love them. But Isabel is my special star. Her eyes sparkle with intelligence and she continually follows me around. She hangs on to me so tightly...she just wants to be held. Mom, I'm convinced we will have to adopt her. Is that okay</em>?<br /><br /><div></div></div>holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-34039187303529665212007-05-26T20:42:00.000-07:002007-05-30T18:12:53.663-07:00Adapting<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD489AK3IdvdSFccK0psuZhlle0tom07f5C17IfiyGeRwYql-nCsN30xz5r58lPQNFLsjNquRwRPq8ySJk-dvfD9LaGBpsQP55zHedaWKakv-iF483-O4YNCQ9GbTTfXkEVvcVTeYVHGvn/s1600-h/peru_123.jpg"></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_RSDoTLem7y-_4qmOqVgFvnHse33Y5mxe6FhxmVuLnH9o0TRUZMjcBUglwRzuTvZDWPnOVzExyXR-EHGfvI-UgtoyZ_1CYcr90XT1mHSA5h8mIDQDVag3fbHgnlrE813JWkib9DlRsjRf/s1600-h/peru_103.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwT0HcP6XoHafWn5an0MBhqFky7AkqugaYEroclIWpbLtFZBKZw1a_GJw3nEPUNtw5YAGy87EsO9f95z9gzi1L6tspQOD0ywlNuw1gtKe_hdPHVffDx3ANHCd1CCcG92QqmtmD_tlwJmTF/s1600-h/holly+275.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069086083696611474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwT0HcP6XoHafWn5an0MBhqFky7AkqugaYEroclIWpbLtFZBKZw1a_GJw3nEPUNtw5YAGy87EsO9f95z9gzi1L6tspQOD0ywlNuw1gtKe_hdPHVffDx3ANHCd1CCcG92QqmtmD_tlwJmTF/s400/holly+275.jpg" border="0" /></a> I actually don't know why he looked so terrified; he begged me to take his picture.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD3G7m-uoggtDXpb5zcj6cGWklRWXcyULlDDNYpKnHGlUmne2qHURKVAn4YuRKEMY_ykguxA1fC_69kmEKiBJ2BYe0YRw73pJfuzuMJXb5D_f-O14KOybfyKws9sh3u3qNNkjepqZ-ZYGj/s1600-h/holly+254.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069086087991578786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD3G7m-uoggtDXpb5zcj6cGWklRWXcyULlDDNYpKnHGlUmne2qHURKVAn4YuRKEMY_ykguxA1fC_69kmEKiBJ2BYe0YRw73pJfuzuMJXb5D_f-O14KOybfyKws9sh3u3qNNkjepqZ-ZYGj/s400/holly+254.jpg" border="0" /></a> I should know her name...but...I don't.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKa6laxf09rVmV28rsVZMWJOFqxHAEm8EeVy5PsudHoSVo3tPzkvJnQqwEdLoqtnesqmMAmJVYC0h9PmPkKLemDTCFLkR49yzvpwttGTOeknRn3LHKwBUhQuRRVAPKA3AH5yn5I0fyoD26/s1600-h/holly+369.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069084537508384834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKa6laxf09rVmV28rsVZMWJOFqxHAEm8EeVy5PsudHoSVo3tPzkvJnQqwEdLoqtnesqmMAmJVYC0h9PmPkKLemDTCFLkR49yzvpwttGTOeknRn3LHKwBUhQuRRVAPKA3AH5yn5I0fyoD26/s400/holly+369.jpg" border="0" /></a> It was laundry day yesterday.<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn_A1khv2ZnhDAl4mJitTPuM5BgYYx7JMN_4yuzG5KauzILlGchIFIKW7CP3bHA_lv9Oh-03zugGIqEqNlR61gjlDIsDaGs4qMzbMy5wOd2WseMcNC4OaYWN20h6eXHATkdgn-RjcHcx88/s1600-h/holly+392.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069084546098319442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn_A1khv2ZnhDAl4mJitTPuM5BgYYx7JMN_4yuzG5KauzILlGchIFIKW7CP3bHA_lv9Oh-03zugGIqEqNlR61gjlDIsDaGs4qMzbMy5wOd2WseMcNC4OaYWN20h6eXHATkdgn-RjcHcx88/s400/holly+392.jpg" border="0" /></a> Michelle and I at the open air market....That girl looks rather.... apprehensive.<br /></p><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwAQci6Sc5UZPb4LdWIbPUrd7fwLdWw5FsRotBapODfnJfyPOJjI_1Ujgrb_uKsZG5U7gWDC-SlGF5X0K8ziGJ3jFEvKPcByaaJYy7Wlm75mhPY4iZViXmsSH-SgfNVC7rB89seUzvef68/s1600-h/holly+408.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069084554688254050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwAQci6Sc5UZPb4LdWIbPUrd7fwLdWw5FsRotBapODfnJfyPOJjI_1Ujgrb_uKsZG5U7gWDC-SlGF5X0K8ziGJ3jFEvKPcByaaJYy7Wlm75mhPY4iZViXmsSH-SgfNVC7rB89seUzvef68/s400/holly+408.jpg" border="0" /></a> I also should know her name, but I don't.<br /></p><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuHLrrBF_iODr9eNL5xFO4eTdbbfUJ_Lato3V9r2ZGB4iNZHu_ZMO7OHrSe2Gdiz8X9Dxi_9b0tB0Siua_8g3RzNWqZyey1frASfUmtykWHjLLu2LNPgSnUYrhq1NwK1PHudyZmZQEQbtb/s1600-h/holly+430.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069084558983221362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuHLrrBF_iODr9eNL5xFO4eTdbbfUJ_Lato3V9r2ZGB4iNZHu_ZMO7OHrSe2Gdiz8X9Dxi_9b0tB0Siua_8g3RzNWqZyey1frASfUmtykWHjLLu2LNPgSnUYrhq1NwK1PHudyZmZQEQbtb/s400/holly+430.jpg" border="0" /></a> I'm sorry, but I still can't get over the sunsets here. They are too breathtaking. Those clouds were the only ones in the sky....just floating there...all by themselves.</p><br /><br /><p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimNSbPWm3mb-pVy4aKQHDjqUlrI4FnITonZmlCwFaB4Ycn2Fgn8TUsZrA9_71QbWCNG3FLcZlBxKJgKUu2pkrlNNykdhxub2ZAedEsXCo_5kb14Ay7DKJxdl5BMS6TFDYbEabkQf8VARzV/s1600-h/holly+299.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069084567573155970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimNSbPWm3mb-pVy4aKQHDjqUlrI4FnITonZmlCwFaB4Ycn2Fgn8TUsZrA9_71QbWCNG3FLcZlBxKJgKUu2pkrlNNykdhxub2ZAedEsXCo_5kb14Ay7DKJxdl5BMS6TFDYbEabkQf8VARzV/s400/holly+299.jpg" border="0" /></a> Usually all the rooftops have crosses or some sort of superstitious/religious emblems to protect their households.<br /><br />_____________________</p><br /><br /><div>Michelle, another intern staying for two months, is here. It is awesome having someone else to share this experience with! She is such a blessing to me.</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>We had the opportunity today, after breakfast and after we cleaned the house, of going to the Saturday open air market. It was quaint, hot and fun. They were selling everything from necklaces and alpaca ponchos, to roasted whole ginuea pigs and alpaca meat and whole pigs...with their heads....just sitting nonchalantly on a plate, staring at you......so....delicious. </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>Not that I've ever tried any of it though...or....ever....will.</div><em></em><br /><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p></p></div></div>holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-33404044791898847472007-05-20T19:51:00.000-07:002007-05-20T21:33:37.585-07:00<em>Yesterday, we were invited over to the home of one of the girls who attends the children´s class. We walked there after the class was over...they are a very sweet family, and actually came to church this morning!</em><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKGfYUl7EIdnOSk6SlWcGemO6lIcWOrzjYIWSeuEyVJKWK4mJ2kKIX7oP3_rr8qx3hoUBNYkpF1ruBEiZglKSH8wNmHs4NHshbOR_lG9WqmEWMbINWoe-FTlUvN4xgxIHzWKa0f1Qwaoxq/s1600-h/DSC_1368.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066850209621659634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKGfYUl7EIdnOSk6SlWcGemO6lIcWOrzjYIWSeuEyVJKWK4mJ2kKIX7oP3_rr8qx3hoUBNYkpF1ruBEiZglKSH8wNmHs4NHshbOR_lG9WqmEWMbINWoe-FTlUvN4xgxIHzWKa0f1Qwaoxq/s400/DSC_1368.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCOlwF-Nafb7T7z5sRwWlLhx2ZidcjhBxSmbfix4U6BvzO8I_54UzaLffcG-NK1Uawd-hhid5CvXfjoe1VEaCHgxPyu8WWMSlYuN98jzqKdYtOpzbqi3rp1YO8qrHMI9XcGgg4ppPJ-JKa/s1600-h/DSC_1377.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066850218211594242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCOlwF-Nafb7T7z5sRwWlLhx2ZidcjhBxSmbfix4U6BvzO8I_54UzaLffcG-NK1Uawd-hhid5CvXfjoe1VEaCHgxPyu8WWMSlYuN98jzqKdYtOpzbqi3rp1YO8qrHMI9XcGgg4ppPJ-JKa/s400/DSC_1377.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGa0QTC6APlj1vl8wF-3Cb7pOhX99KnidhBkPk0Ne-IWlpnazcmfguquR_xhXRfaev4uY38aVDwDe_eJTmFfDk2gg4I_bA8tRg6Bi0SS101edh0XrZldGmOSpciPZiZqeCQFTH575D31oZ/s1600-h/DSC_1381.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066850222506561554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGa0QTC6APlj1vl8wF-3Cb7pOhX99KnidhBkPk0Ne-IWlpnazcmfguquR_xhXRfaev4uY38aVDwDe_eJTmFfDk2gg4I_bA8tRg6Bi0SS101edh0XrZldGmOSpciPZiZqeCQFTH575D31oZ/s400/DSC_1381.JPG" border="0" /></a> They have two rooms...a front room that I am standing in, which has a stove and a few chairs...and then this, which is the bedroom. The floors are dirt. It was actually nearly completely dark inside, they only had a small lightbulb behind me hanging from the ceiling...and it was only the afternoon still.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTk-B3OdXvEeSY75f3d0-748G1OeSqWqhRWtJDogRldX0MhAzu8WL5Rutr-iMfohnUqjVgRPGYWLwHqcOPFq_HF9dmc8nviIU4V3fea65vKQFg5q4qOFiUFEjzvUOF4Ztw9376HeKZITOH/s1600-h/DSC_1385.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066850231096496162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTk-B3OdXvEeSY75f3d0-748G1OeSqWqhRWtJDogRldX0MhAzu8WL5Rutr-iMfohnUqjVgRPGYWLwHqcOPFq_HF9dmc8nviIU4V3fea65vKQFg5q4qOFiUFEjzvUOF4Ztw9376HeKZITOH/s400/DSC_1385.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwVJ_-mRhd2jPBu1x7KCjKPjvouahOmlA1qeDc3SxB_O1P8sVe9yj-T8UqVu3Xle4I35Grpp_auj1NYnkZdKnl_3CYBkLo3Jd4NK_E15_lOmxAADsFFz_Ia3MGgQuOTpQja_XXABwhDk5N/s1600-h/DSC_1402.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066850239686430770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwVJ_-mRhd2jPBu1x7KCjKPjvouahOmlA1qeDc3SxB_O1P8sVe9yj-T8UqVu3Xle4I35Grpp_auj1NYnkZdKnl_3CYBkLo3Jd4NK_E15_lOmxAADsFFz_Ia3MGgQuOTpQja_XXABwhDk5N/s400/DSC_1402.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is the outdoor area, the bathroom, laundry, and where they keep their guinea pigs to eat or sell. </p><p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid0hUXawcorQPgsyD_cfwjosU5upRBlXWipqi0wimHD-7rIwKkFEvHcslbZp6l02Jj5Rs5uDvu9-QtPEFeiM6b67j-OLjrX0WS6KRPd3VmvRdWxEmKGfrxW37A1np1P513Ta_nb8w-woDP/s1600-h/DSC_1260.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066846752172986290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid0hUXawcorQPgsyD_cfwjosU5upRBlXWipqi0wimHD-7rIwKkFEvHcslbZp6l02Jj5Rs5uDvu9-QtPEFeiM6b67j-OLjrX0WS6KRPd3VmvRdWxEmKGfrxW37A1np1P513Ta_nb8w-woDP/s400/DSC_1260.JPG" border="0" /></a> Aldair<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDEVWfxVDNmUZwQJLqxOWK8muOTA83SIQjDkymn0fvF_3tMfn14J2sorq0O5-YrSLF_zohCwunt9jalnOEAKvnQjTnyh9EaZ_vCyqgQkaa8mBSi550WSKm1EERL-tkUGMu8O4nOf-YxhL8/s1600-h/DSC_1307.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066846760762920898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDEVWfxVDNmUZwQJLqxOWK8muOTA83SIQjDkymn0fvF_3tMfn14J2sorq0O5-YrSLF_zohCwunt9jalnOEAKvnQjTnyh9EaZ_vCyqgQkaa8mBSi550WSKm1EERL-tkUGMu8O4nOf-YxhL8/s400/DSC_1307.JPG" border="0" /></a> Shiomara<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPWe_Yx__8wbhiZ6LEoXI4Irwx2ExoBpXVnkIINN8EM8QXzLhRqV4pUwUOr5bnpud0bwhZiqiz_OTM_V-6HQ2hi2p9f5e2r2hANIekUdreQA6EJo3IXrmIkvYyZXc6G4g_nPIF9NDVt6e7/s1600-h/DSC_1291.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066846769352855506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPWe_Yx__8wbhiZ6LEoXI4Irwx2ExoBpXVnkIINN8EM8QXzLhRqV4pUwUOr5bnpud0bwhZiqiz_OTM_V-6HQ2hi2p9f5e2r2hANIekUdreQA6EJo3IXrmIkvYyZXc6G4g_nPIF9NDVt6e7/s400/DSC_1291.JPG" border="0" /></a> Gabriel, two of the young girls...around 10 or 12 years old, brought him to the class. Imagine this...he was even more adorable and kissable in real life. Ah!!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnyju91w2gq14_oulsyveQ_oZUJ_JpxXTU8_gG6GkwUKKtopw1Z4XWUOGySxpPS7l8Slv04Bsn-kg5JDYUkXq7Q6SZfZpfbgapcrjJ_zfxO1eGz26ymaNUVkU0V8vxQWOHO8NuDOcXkn9e/s1600-h/DSC_1394.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066846773647822818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnyju91w2gq14_oulsyveQ_oZUJ_JpxXTU8_gG6GkwUKKtopw1Z4XWUOGySxpPS7l8Slv04Bsn-kg5JDYUkXq7Q6SZfZpfbgapcrjJ_zfxO1eGz26ymaNUVkU0V8vxQWOHO8NuDOcXkn9e/s400/DSC_1394.JPG" border="0" /></a> Betty, Esther and baby Nicole...whose home we visited.<br /><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCc8ZhojQu51tmTYNv1EBtSxt3u2lUywdF7GyeNP8aq6mgYusDqtdfek72nTTS3VHz0LIWkRlw-OH_nfDtCWIBbJCwnDz5jCWDScIU42OzPM1jRprtoN4q-V3NereoEd1e5srBtvteLgnY/s1600-h/DSC_1198.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066843831595224946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCc8ZhojQu51tmTYNv1EBtSxt3u2lUywdF7GyeNP8aq6mgYusDqtdfek72nTTS3VHz0LIWkRlw-OH_nfDtCWIBbJCwnDz5jCWDScIU42OzPM1jRprtoN4q-V3NereoEd1e5srBtvteLgnY/s400/DSC_1198.JPG" border="0" /></a> And yes...clouds. Just as I promised. But, these arent the best...it rained yesterday and has decided upon being obstinate...but as soon as the weather clears, Ill take more.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-B0wbiNDDYNHR5l2nS6-btlRltC2nB2rBnA6pdMd0HiFnCQlAPolPlGD6pHlhe6LXCsWzpcg4dETb_dHpTs_MTxObY8Kozy-lK2VSfe-5M7_GKhQ8oxegX5UY0q7KD94TQU6WYXGafjVy/s1600-h/DSC_1193.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066843840185159554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-B0wbiNDDYNHR5l2nS6-btlRltC2nB2rBnA6pdMd0HiFnCQlAPolPlGD6pHlhe6LXCsWzpcg4dETb_dHpTs_MTxObY8Kozy-lK2VSfe-5M7_GKhQ8oxegX5UY0q7KD94TQU6WYXGafjVy/s400/DSC_1193.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIV_AjQgzr2285AhI3WNo3-2CKeNIQe6VZ6oxdXimIoRXlpXum8Oo5vUF85UJl7vdbWLPQXZlw9I3CeRFNyuJfTN0DFJVnQkeBeQxgbuuQigqKTE7p3G5-BTuZniC7vCkf01Cwc3MywgkE/s1600-h/DSC_1208.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066843844480126866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIV_AjQgzr2285AhI3WNo3-2CKeNIQe6VZ6oxdXimIoRXlpXum8Oo5vUF85UJl7vdbWLPQXZlw9I3CeRFNyuJfTN0DFJVnQkeBeQxgbuuQigqKTE7p3G5-BTuZniC7vCkf01Cwc3MywgkE/s400/DSC_1208.JPG" border="0" /></a> BEAUTIFUL sunsets.<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcwqBvsRNo6j8eUdOVqYcXH2p_Di5FUXpyuDV_33M2UecCAnFOJ3UXLFM4s9_6y1x98lmDOboswO3p3WGhbcZgUVg7USCqPn70jMnlcURPmWrrGAUy38or7VuyYEt17-UQPBRnQuSjlspT/s1600-h/DSC_1239.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066843848775094178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcwqBvsRNo6j8eUdOVqYcXH2p_Di5FUXpyuDV_33M2UecCAnFOJ3UXLFM4s9_6y1x98lmDOboswO3p3WGhbcZgUVg7USCqPn70jMnlcURPmWrrGAUy38or7VuyYEt17-UQPBRnQuSjlspT/s400/DSC_1239.JPG" border="0" /></a>Ah yes, my Spanish.</p><p>Well...its coming along. I can say <em>what is your name? </em>and <em>what age are you? </em>and <em>good!</em>everything´s good....bein! bein! The children tried to tell me about their pictures they were coloring, so I smiled and said <em>bein</em>! <em>bein</em>! Apparently, they were asking for more glue....and crayons. They think Im funny...and giggle a lot. Which frustrates me, because I am doing very well with my Spanish...obviously they dont know that....Obviously they dont know that I even know what avacado is and what to say when someone sneezes <em>and</em> I know what ´because´ is....which is <em>very</em> useful. It is however, very embarrassing when you are asked a question, and all you have ringing in your head is the word... advacado. </p><p><em>Where are you from, señorita?</em></p><p><em>um...uh........Palta?</em></p><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p></p><p></p>holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-56956219199809459952007-05-16T19:43:00.000-07:002007-05-16T20:59:32.826-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg40gNcK9odvec0Stw2wL-sP3xaGRjwSjgeVMWAGCSjSXGi9vZI-_ol-qpyP4JeHIHvmvLFi2LoF24w1Xn5qL489iwl-6LdwopoxIsgxj-188CLfSUIvV0HQOapoas6GJL8GV9QXZmz90OS/s1600-h/DSC_1115.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065364868196781874" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg40gNcK9odvec0Stw2wL-sP3xaGRjwSjgeVMWAGCSjSXGi9vZI-_ol-qpyP4JeHIHvmvLFi2LoF24w1Xn5qL489iwl-6LdwopoxIsgxj-188CLfSUIvV0HQOapoas6GJL8GV9QXZmz90OS/s400/DSC_1115.JPG" border="0" /></a> San Marcos...and three of the adorable boys<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgup71hxhiZowseISSsHhYfQGMVJ1PrkelqFLscQsoud0gcuNMUC53afQJT2H9HpXU8mMHxppVy2ED4dmFYXpQrtseHXpXI7hyphenhyphenwqpcL7xmVWCAhPCoO_lgvav-mw2V5u-7rC3v4bW47bKrh/s1600-h/DSC_1120.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065364876786716482" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgup71hxhiZowseISSsHhYfQGMVJ1PrkelqFLscQsoud0gcuNMUC53afQJT2H9HpXU8mMHxppVy2ED4dmFYXpQrtseHXpXI7hyphenhyphenwqpcL7xmVWCAhPCoO_lgvav-mw2V5u-7rC3v4bW47bKrh/s400/DSC_1120.JPG" border="0" /></a> Right past the yellow building is the room for the children<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVyl95W98xbbNF1jDUh58HRUJ8VcqE2-N0Btg4wo33Rq-RTANzS2PEcHlJRMx5odbeejjbgqM4sYJ2gd63-mqv16Ma_TE_WCKWA0qpS3MUo_gB5mJ7oVbawgKLab-VHcJEAEMc_YFJ4CMu/s1600-h/DSC_1121.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065364885376651090" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVyl95W98xbbNF1jDUh58HRUJ8VcqE2-N0Btg4wo33Rq-RTANzS2PEcHlJRMx5odbeejjbgqM4sYJ2gd63-mqv16Ma_TE_WCKWA0qpS3MUo_gB5mJ7oVbawgKLab-VHcJEAEMc_YFJ4CMu/s400/DSC_1121.JPG" border="0" /></a> The view from the doorway of the childrens room in San Marcos<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8qh1THmwpVJQRStd9tPiVoMJKv0MU9DEqdG6yNI7XUPCF7epn9GXfYg3A0eJ9Iw9Cs9Xla1BwmSgiR63vn-ZGeowQ08XGCZzvNY52RVRrRsPS50IFbVHOrNzWma5Di3LAk6zcm95Ym0En/s1600-h/DSC_1116.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065364893966585698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8qh1THmwpVJQRStd9tPiVoMJKv0MU9DEqdG6yNI7XUPCF7epn9GXfYg3A0eJ9Iw9Cs9Xla1BwmSgiR63vn-ZGeowQ08XGCZzvNY52RVRrRsPS50IFbVHOrNzWma5Di3LAk6zcm95Ym0En/s400/DSC_1116.JPG" border="0" /></a> The playground at San Marcos<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGKBpplgmO7onSKiHlLs094UnOYy7Nzpt-EhavL1BsVHyDgOIYsdS4s4cWdryh1JnKDT3lVbguWT3oJzsZnGFpyT2bbEWjGnToD5hrAZ48eeiN2KW9CATOVYCdJpLHlQFAb9QXMI0Uwq5D/s1600-h/DSC_1132.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065362063583137538" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGKBpplgmO7onSKiHlLs094UnOYy7Nzpt-EhavL1BsVHyDgOIYsdS4s4cWdryh1JnKDT3lVbguWT3oJzsZnGFpyT2bbEWjGnToD5hrAZ48eeiN2KW9CATOVYCdJpLHlQFAb9QXMI0Uwq5D/s400/DSC_1132.JPG" border="0" /></a> Lupe and I...darling, eh? I just a little tired! She didnt quite get the concept of smiling <em>and </em>looking at the camera.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0xSTGRMASCpZHsjaebt1-OsnSOmVIWPzEvOzKL020VM66eE1bUc6wjZKW_vIlwa0AuptkKfeq15BY5Z1N2zptwb70NiFkL4pHwnYUdtdd-kwmDKDJB9cVaKDONz3rQ8n2zi-huk8ZO4WE/s1600-h/DSC_1117.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065362089352941346" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0xSTGRMASCpZHsjaebt1-OsnSOmVIWPzEvOzKL020VM66eE1bUc6wjZKW_vIlwa0AuptkKfeq15BY5Z1N2zptwb70NiFkL4pHwnYUdtdd-kwmDKDJB9cVaKDONz3rQ8n2zi-huk8ZO4WE/s400/DSC_1117.JPG" border="0" /></a>Do you see the mama sitting outside?<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYuDyOsPBikOl_ITRXu6qReV1j-Rnym8enwYanSS5-3do5MsEReUQhr9nIbuQy_U6R9EUQZp8bI7MvAlWVApUijVN11ZmguFTjkirv3GD3DuKx1YIcsazeNmFWW_dTy352fT9UKff4FHER/s1600-h/DSC_1092.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065358580364660434" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYuDyOsPBikOl_ITRXu6qReV1j-Rnym8enwYanSS5-3do5MsEReUQhr9nIbuQy_U6R9EUQZp8bI7MvAlWVApUijVN11ZmguFTjkirv3GD3DuKx1YIcsazeNmFWW_dTy352fT9UKff4FHER/s400/DSC_1092.JPG" border="0" /></a> Now you know where I sleep, Amber.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOlaK_Ay1a4i9mcY9BhTQiyhs_QeeasTt_FFjJD5ik5yS20jj57OdslvAE9JuJOuxHX18O3duYFQoi5Hvu71gShm7vQbywuAd1QTyXC_zkg7ojJTBdPP2XEd58QuRGlOBDLRKXNUN5PF0h/s1600-h/DSC_1127.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065358584659627746" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOlaK_Ay1a4i9mcY9BhTQiyhs_QeeasTt_FFjJD5ik5yS20jj57OdslvAE9JuJOuxHX18O3duYFQoi5Hvu71gShm7vQbywuAd1QTyXC_zkg7ojJTBdPP2XEd58QuRGlOBDLRKXNUN5PF0h/s400/DSC_1127.JPG" border="0" /></a> Lupe and Alvaro<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguic4F7L-N57EhOtWJA_pGA89w7h-FWpLmYvHG0p1nb1P9_3TCqhSBpy7Cn0voxbcifLRx33rZS-KCb-41ryD15bLlPzwXSzFO3jeD9pJOcmU9Ev34WOM6xTw7hzKNQKDf68ao5xBrcdqB/s1600-h/DSC_1140.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065358597544529650" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguic4F7L-N57EhOtWJA_pGA89w7h-FWpLmYvHG0p1nb1P9_3TCqhSBpy7Cn0voxbcifLRx33rZS-KCb-41ryD15bLlPzwXSzFO3jeD9pJOcmU9Ev34WOM6xTw7hzKNQKDf68ao5xBrcdqB/s400/DSC_1140.JPG" border="0" /></a> Shopping in lovely stores that sell used clothing from the US.<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div><em>We were able to visit the orphanage yesterday...I will be working there Tuesdays and Thursdays. It was a beautiful place, with an enclosed garden-play area...I was overwhelmed as I remembered Amy Carmichael and her selfless life saving the children of India. The children and babies were more than adorable. One thing that I find funny is that they all look so similiar because of their hair color and dark eyes. When ones expecting I doubt they wonder ¨what is he/she going to look like?¨ But rather...¨is it going to be a boy or a girl?¨ </em></div><em></em></div><div> </div><div> </div><div><em>On Saturdays we go to San Marcos to teach the children who attend the Bible class that Ricky and Tracie started. There are over 80 kids in one tiny room. Yet, even though I find myself in this vastly different culture....the children are somewhat the same. Kids will be kids, as the saying goes. Their attitudes, unquenchable activity and silliness transcend culture. I love it. On Wednesday night is the adults prayer meeting and on Friday is the adult Bible study in San Marcos, and on Sunday the church meets in our home.</em><br /><br />I <span style="font-style: italic;">have </span>to tell you about the clouds here! Because of the altitude and perfect clearness, the clouds are absolutely otherworldly! They are magnificent and colossal, beautiful and so white. Ill have to focus on taking some pictures of them this week. Ive never been so awed by clouds before. </div><div> </div><div><br /><br />hehe...and Ive never been so awed of the Creator.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div><em></em> </div><div><em></em> </div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div>holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-15576700563423594152007-05-14T14:49:00.000-07:002007-05-14T15:27:16.499-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-MlIRVWHI5otMFgi2U_wLnI2yKxzhXmM-vxSh8PAZ7qbEO8LYS9AipNuuffWpavUPq5fjjVkeQAuO2oFgzo-359_9Moqhbx1V86RPIWOp6_zxT4sitCTnq0aFQJIhHYSHbdIOqlzRD4zX/s1600-h/DSC_1064.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064545679445839890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-MlIRVWHI5otMFgi2U_wLnI2yKxzhXmM-vxSh8PAZ7qbEO8LYS9AipNuuffWpavUPq5fjjVkeQAuO2oFgzo-359_9Moqhbx1V86RPIWOp6_zxT4sitCTnq0aFQJIhHYSHbdIOqlzRD4zX/s400/DSC_1064.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho8MpjY5GeUEVwrBV_jS19DHpdLfqmwYjsY9nPJ7DII_Znq4cRmbEPXquQaXq7BAAiS_sXFtHLm_ghBkOclVFwIB8_EJ-lFF5Y0rcXMbAuVN1ZSjFUamODPQzovjeculFwqOUD0VZepd8N/s1600-h/DSC_1082.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064545683740807202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho8MpjY5GeUEVwrBV_jS19DHpdLfqmwYjsY9nPJ7DII_Znq4cRmbEPXquQaXq7BAAiS_sXFtHLm_ghBkOclVFwIB8_EJ-lFF5Y0rcXMbAuVN1ZSjFUamODPQzovjeculFwqOUD0VZepd8N/s400/DSC_1082.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbEdce1PvT1PcvaHpgGdQW4lfFb__FxLi_HVACGnZduS-VJsEeFeWEd1uFsU4FnOH6YYdaYbiEDY5MeDPo740nbyQCsDO0M5E9VPQ9QesWojXKMzX14GIfA97knPLBVi8rJ1k-40uM7TLD/s1600-h/DSC_1055.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064544051653234690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbEdce1PvT1PcvaHpgGdQW4lfFb__FxLi_HVACGnZduS-VJsEeFeWEd1uFsU4FnOH6YYdaYbiEDY5MeDPo740nbyQCsDO0M5E9VPQ9QesWojXKMzX14GIfA97knPLBVi8rJ1k-40uM7TLD/s400/DSC_1055.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrjIIYoTZWFlYEcF2BVCkY0lfVn64Ei5zmO3TRL8xoH30BqaT9uMyXY9JFyHRb8Md3oS3swbpK624YpckXm9GfPymyYIob8VAZhUg2FXi0lqqa5SebzJFy6HUhVs2XfcQ_kYTJFJsEpUcG/s1600-h/DSC_1032.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064543244199383026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrjIIYoTZWFlYEcF2BVCkY0lfVn64Ei5zmO3TRL8xoH30BqaT9uMyXY9JFyHRb8Md3oS3swbpK624YpckXm9GfPymyYIob8VAZhUg2FXi0lqqa5SebzJFy6HUhVs2XfcQ_kYTJFJsEpUcG/s400/DSC_1032.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div><div>I am trying to get Picasa to work, so that I can show more than four pictures! Hopefully I'll have it during this week. The internet connection is quite slow, and my google account is giving me unexplainable problems...but I'll get it worked out.<br /><br />We walked to the Plaza today. It was beautiful outside, quite warm...[and yes mom, I wore sunscreen.] It was so awesome being able to walk everywhere! We went to a market...stopped at a small bakery and ate an espanada and sat in the Plaza for a while. Monday is our 'day off' since Saturday and Sundays are busy with the children and church. Its absolute madness on the streets! I knew that they drove loco here, but experiencing it first hand is a different story. I nearly got run over when my flip flop came off in the middle of an intersection! haha...We were expecting to get a taxi ride on the way home, with the food we bought at the market, but it must have been during their lunch break because the usual number of taxis were very much diminished...so we walked home. I feel so touristy and feel like I stick out so much....I am so gringo! </div><div><br /><br />Thank you for the comments! I read them all...it's encouraging.</div><br /><div></div></div></div>holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308108087671084237.post-79677272697927508352007-05-12T16:52:00.000-07:002007-05-12T19:37:27.859-07:00<em>[Sorry the pictures are out of order.]</em><br /><em></em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjImJWD7l8BRrNOmOhHAtlQGWY6Njl1tWLQXdCxzcOkcqAE_bPaooLR0d0a34NvVMQBEgNNqbrSRkhEeUQINvwg0dxJv2ak4EGAVj99ofRUTPoCBqQfGS-nxg67kP0_JhymeMEaxIoR48a9/s1600-h/DSC_1058.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063864540582367186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjImJWD7l8BRrNOmOhHAtlQGWY6Njl1tWLQXdCxzcOkcqAE_bPaooLR0d0a34NvVMQBEgNNqbrSRkhEeUQINvwg0dxJv2ak4EGAVj99ofRUTPoCBqQfGS-nxg67kP0_JhymeMEaxIoR48a9/s400/DSC_1058.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjQXvRUdjKvSEhRn13-ZggWRaQGK4kPg_d_Hs5YM7GbNe2Im2t_1m-2p-3AzbPUL48yLPmZ49WQeUT1rITSqUOorDVXrJGfNerr4M0yEDIxg84AoD3Gq1I7bI7Pkiy9eWnlVEjIxd3sboZ/s1600-h/DSC_1069.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063864549172301794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjQXvRUdjKvSEhRn13-ZggWRaQGK4kPg_d_Hs5YM7GbNe2Im2t_1m-2p-3AzbPUL48yLPmZ49WQeUT1rITSqUOorDVXrJGfNerr4M0yEDIxg84AoD3Gq1I7bI7Pkiy9eWnlVEjIxd3sboZ/s400/DSC_1069.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0T9XQcO9zkKp90R78Er22flAcsUoi0EQUqBRDfjwSN14XZ91j6BuWahyphenhyphenhkzVwl48Xn7AUGBnUHENVZ__XYUNsM_eHjwkqPCx-KfwAEvZYMEQEgYWGF2byTrmUh5__aPSGjsaoCwfAZyMe/s1600-h/DSC_1016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063855314992615314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0T9XQcO9zkKp90R78Er22flAcsUoi0EQUqBRDfjwSN14XZ91j6BuWahyphenhyphenhkzVwl48Xn7AUGBnUHENVZ__XYUNsM_eHjwkqPCx-KfwAEvZYMEQEgYWGF2byTrmUh5__aPSGjsaoCwfAZyMe/s400/DSC_1016.JPG" border="0" /></a><em>Trying to sleep in Lima</em><br /><em></em><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtdt_xDKaEYdVAoZ642Cl2NEQaeT60FCBECOqGax45U5hxPB9M5rPYWI1YxXGszU3e3QveOcVYM6bJvIj1U8FgrIF6ACscLX95BSTkqL5Oi_gg-WjLBLSNyofyk9LpNxm-mxGL6Gi_LlrZ/s1600-h/DSC_1013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063855319287582626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtdt_xDKaEYdVAoZ642Cl2NEQaeT60FCBECOqGax45U5hxPB9M5rPYWI1YxXGszU3e3QveOcVYM6bJvIj1U8FgrIF6ACscLX95BSTkqL5Oi_gg-WjLBLSNyofyk9LpNxm-mxGL6Gi_LlrZ/s400/DSC_1013.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em>My $5.00 bottle of water</em></p><em></em><p><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikXid_nk-cI2dRu-Hc6KS_ZVDKqC1Lkt_9Fk4ugplGkmI99z84Z1JzKr1_Jog5yOtSDfPxmZjpkbyK0IshD8JYCkPFG8jfokt_otebf6xmMptReSSylM5ZnY3by9dRJuKxkz6TPqnoL4Nq/s1600-h/DSC_1020.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063855327877517234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikXid_nk-cI2dRu-Hc6KS_ZVDKqC1Lkt_9Fk4ugplGkmI99z84Z1JzKr1_Jog5yOtSDfPxmZjpkbyK0IshD8JYCkPFG8jfokt_otebf6xmMptReSSylM5ZnY3by9dRJuKxkz6TPqnoL4Nq/s400/DSC_1020.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em>Looking out my bedroom window</em></p><p><em></em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4wGE4fbPcAkHBE5YQQZR9EgnUkB5DFVWHtpU5Cfp4RSBXH_q3NSr95XDw64_k6FQS5xrv7tqbMUteXUej6O8tp2jGsHvYY2EQmxib8y3-wZs8JFAMLXxz7JamhX98O7yzc9pD2_afg-N-/s1600-h/DSC_1026.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063855336467451842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4wGE4fbPcAkHBE5YQQZR9EgnUkB5DFVWHtpU5Cfp4RSBXH_q3NSr95XDw64_k6FQS5xrv7tqbMUteXUej6O8tp2jGsHvYY2EQmxib8y3-wZs8JFAMLXxz7JamhX98O7yzc9pD2_afg-N-/s400/DSC_1026.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p><div>I. am. here.<br /><br />[wow] I have already experienced some of [the] most exciting [and irregular] events in these past two days that I could spend a whole day telling of...and I've <em>just</em> got here.<br /><br />My flights were fine...but the whole travelling deal and staying in Lima completely exhuasted me. I am typing in a kind of haze...I feel like I've been here since last week...and since it gets dark here around 5.30pm-6pm, I am dealing with this weird sensation that they only have half days...and it was rather stormy today- but absolutely BEAUTIFUL when I flew in. I have NEVER in my life seen something so breathtakingly amazing from a plane before...Mt. Hood is relatively nothing compared to these ancient, snow white shrouded monarchs so delicately laced in clouds. I love it here.<br /><br />I need to go to bed...I can't function. Goodnight!</div><div> </div><div><em>Thank you all so much for your prayers!</em></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div>holly darling smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06875076903478692400noreply@blogger.com5