Today Chris, Scott, and I stayed at the hospital warehouse and reorganized the suturing pallets and the glove pallets. It was somewhat laborious and uneventful, but because we were going crazy we spent the majority of the day mixing work with jokes. Carla, Will, and his dad went to cite Soleil. They came across a woman with possible malaria and a man with possibly AIDS and TB. The hospital ambulance could not come get them, so they put the two people in the van to take them back to the hospital. We decided we quite possibly saved two lives by staying at the hospital. Chris and I fell between pallets a total of 3 times, though, so maybe we didn't choose the safer option. We weren't hurt, it just gave us another opportunity to laugh.
We got back to the house around 3:30 and were invited to go watch the local boys' baseball practice. They were so funny. Maybe like 7-12 year olds, but they all were total hams. During their warm up running, which some were doing with no shoes, they would try to hide or fall on the grass hoping to get some sympathy. One of the guys from the house, who is from the US, came to help them with their technique. One of the kids came up and asked if I was going to play and I said I didn't know how and his response was "I didn't know there was anyone from the US who didn't know how to play baseball." I had no response because he totally had a point. Practice had just gotten underway and we were bombarded with a lightning storm. So the boys were immediately sent home and we ran to this little cement shack to take cover until our driver came to get us.
On a bright note, the others are starting to catch up with my bite count (16). We are going to do a final tally to see if someone else took the lead away from me. This trip has actually turned into big scoreboards. We play games of dog/goat/chicken (they seem to look alike), cow/horse/donkey/mule, and European import car (I saw two Cayennes and one G wagon so I'm killing them).
Another highlight of the day was Scott and I coming back from the warehouse and asking our house guard if we could hold his shot gun and take a pic. He said yes and then went into his shack and got his other gun to pose with each of us. I have a huge smile on my face and Scott decided to sport the Zoolander look.
We got back to the house around 3:30 and were invited to go watch the local boys' baseball practice. They were so funny. Maybe like 7-12 year olds, but they all were total hams. During their warm up running, which some were doing with no shoes, they would try to hide or fall on the grass hoping to get some sympathy. One of the guys from the house, who is from the US, came to help them with their technique. One of the kids came up and asked if I was going to play and I said I didn't know how and his response was "I didn't know there was anyone from the US who didn't know how to play baseball." I had no response because he totally had a point. Practice had just gotten underway and we were bombarded with a lightning storm. So the boys were immediately sent home and we ran to this little cement shack to take cover until our driver came to get us.
On a bright note, the others are starting to catch up with my bite count (16). We are going to do a final tally to see if someone else took the lead away from me. This trip has actually turned into big scoreboards. We play games of dog/goat/chicken (they seem to look alike), cow/horse/donkey/mule, and European import car (I saw two Cayennes and one G wagon so I'm killing them).
Another highlight of the day was Scott and I coming back from the warehouse and asking our house guard if we could hold his shot gun and take a pic. He said yes and then went into his shack and got his other gun to pose with each of us. I have a huge smile on my face and Scott decided to sport the Zoolander look.
Tomorrow some are returning to Soleil and some are visiting the orphanage, which I am particularly looking forward to. The boys today were so full of life and well spoken that I'm sure it will be a great experience.
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