Today we felt brave. Yesterday...not so much. Our facilitator dropped us off at the orphanage and had to leave to take care of another client. So we didn't have anyone to translate for the remainder of our first visit. Once we left the orphanage (thankfully our facilitator had arranged transportation home) we were hungry and decided to stop in the only restaurant in town for pizza. We honestly tried to read the menu using our amazingly remedial knowledge of the language and even tried Google translate. It just was not working. We had to call our facilitator and have him relay our order to the waitress. Afterwards we tried to go exchange money at the bank but they didn't understand us either. Our final stop was at the grocery store where we wandered for a half hour or so and came out with our leftover pizza for dinner. We ended the day feeling good about our visit but generally overwhelmed and discouraged.
But today!
Today we met our driver and again went to the orphanage without a translator. We had another amazing visit which I'll post about later and our driver took us to exchange money. We came home for lunch and, after Face-timing with the girls, the weather cleared up nicely so we put on our big girl and boy panties and trekked into town to the grocery store. While it took us an hour or so, we came home with all the makings for homemade chicken soup and grilled cheese sandwiches.
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We had to improvise as there was no can opener.
This is why wine is essential in any situation; the opener is multipurpose. |
And let me tell you...it smells good!
CHEERS!!!
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