Well, I have been back in the States for a little over a week now, and honestly, it has been tough. I miss Bolivia a lot, but I think that is a good thing. It is a sign that God has really given me a passion for the mission field. I would appreciate your prayers as I weigh my options for the future. God blessed me with an amazing 6 weeks in Bolivia, and I truly enjoyed every minute. I realize I have not been the most interesting blogger, so I am going to attempt to add some more interesting stories.
Once a group of volunteers from the hospital and I were attempting to go to a local orphanage on a trufi. Like I’ve said before, trufis are similar to taxis that look like the Scooby Doo van. They are all on a set route and are labeled by number and a sign saying there final destination in the window. We were told which trufi to get on but could not find that particular one, so began asking. The first driver we asked told us we needed number 107. After finding one of them, we were told, no we needed a different number with a yellow sign on top. When we found one and asked that driver, we were told we needed a blue trufi. At this point, we were convinced we had been sent on a wild goose chase. I’m sure we were quite the sight, a bunch of gringos wandering around the street looking for trufis. We pressed on and asked a blue trufi driver, wrong again! He told us to look for the trufi going to the cemetary. Interesting, but we thought we might as well give it a try. After much searching, we finally found one and turns out our information was finally correct! We did finally make it to the orphanage and gained a great memory as well! I need to go, but I will try to follow up with more stories soon!