Starting Work

Things are looking up. I got over the travel flu in a day and my knee is maybe a day or two away from being able to play soccer again. We had a feast day last night. Which meant that we not only got a break from the typical food, which is getting as repetitive as me asking ¨Como se dice?¨-but we also took a shot of tequia with the abbot, after which he shook his head and went whoo! (Br. Paul I think our feast days may be better) He seems like a fun guy. The other day when we were playing volleyball with the slave children one kid missed the ball and said, ¨Shit!¨ He covered his mouth with both hands. Every one stopped and looked at the abbot (who was honestly dressed like a gangster). The abbot said, ¨Well at least your pronouciation was good.¨

We started work this morning and we started going to prayer at 6. Oye. Leonidis is our ¨jefe,¨he is about as tall as my chest. This morning we filled up 200 bags with dirt to plant orange trees in, then we went got a tour of the orchard complete with taste tests of mandrins and tangerines. I could get used to this job. Really I feel like the real work is trying to learn Spanish, but he speaks slowly and keeps up a converstation, so it will help. He also has a sweet tooth so I might bribe him to help me a little extra. We also tryed what I am pretty sure was a fresh cardomon pod. He said it was like a sweet, but it was a little strong. We also have orange trees, limes, lemons, in about 15 years avocados, and pomeloś that are honestly bigger than my head. I put up a picture cause we might use one for a soccer ball.