We are exhausted and we have not yet started. We go to the school at Foison, dig out some dirt to get to stable soil, and roll some large rocks down the hill to the building site. Who would ever guess rolling things DOWN a hill would take so much energy? The church ladies at Foison had prepared us a lunch meal: beans and rice, smushed bananas, fried yams, and a little bit of goat, with a citron-based drink. I found the yams particularly interesting. I am not a lover of sweet potatoes, but these had a very delicate flavor. It was all quite delicious.
After lunch, we returned to the team house. Bruce was still tired, since yesterday he drove all the way from Port au Prince, where he was working on a large building for the seminary, to meet us Wednesday evening. He pointed at two large crates and said that there were some tents and other things in there. "See if you can figure that out." So we opened the crates and through much discussion and experimentation, we had a section set up by the time Bruce returned that evening. Aspects of this tent project occupied much of our late afternoons, especially for Delores.
Dinner at the Robinson's at 6:30. Good! Sleep. Thank God for a good day.
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