When life gives you lemons make sour lemon water

This morning I woke up way too early as usual because the sun rises at 4;30 and there was a monster in our air conditioner. apparently some birds decided it was cool to use our air conditioner as a nest and had some sort of wrestling match in it at 4:30 in the morning. If we could get to them they would be dead birds. We then waited and waited for the driver and translators to get here so we could go to the villages. India time is very interesting because we meant to leave at 8:30 am but we ended up leaving around 10:30 am. We went to another village and had chi (it was so good). We talked to a guy that was a retired principle at a local school one of the ladies tht lived there she was either the wife of the retired principles son or daughter I was not sure but she had on some mud stuff on her face because she had a fever. She told us that she works at a Christian school called San Francis. She spoke good English and said that she taught math at this school. She was very nice and served us chai. We then went to another part of the village and sat by the road talking to people fro m the village and asked them questions. We then started to talk to and elder of the village about the foundations of Christianity. He said that he believed in one god and in sacrifice so we tried to present the gospel and start house church in their home. But we had people come up and distract everyone and a doctor that knew English came and talked to us and ruined everything because the people would not pay attention. We ended up leaving and going to lunch. Lunch was at the same stall we ate at yesterday and today the special was fish. They severed us a small bit of rice that was fishy and some actual fish in a sauce that was so grow I wanted to vomit. So lunch yet again was not good. We went back to the village and brian wanted us to all go to the circus that they prepared for us and he was going to go back and talk to the guy about the gospel. The circus was wild. The four of us sat there clenching our teeth and surprised at what they could do. A bigger guy took a metal ring and squeezed his head and feet first into it and moved it over his body without using his hands, then a sixty year old man balanced a cup of water over his head while squeezing through a metal ring and laying down on the table from the standing position without spilling the water. There were several more acts that were very impressive and we were shocked at what thy could do. They then showed us around their village. A lady showed us her blankets and stuff tat she made and I talked to some of the kids. They taught me how to count to ten in assamese and I taught them how to count to ten in English and Spanish. They did not figure out the Spanish as well as the English. They also kept asking to shake my hand it was crazy. Then one of the guys who was in the show took us to his house and showed us his drums he was making and he gave Connor and I a poster about his circus. We think he wanted us to take it to America so people would ask for them to come over or he said he was going to America we were not sure what he was saying. We then told them we had to go as they kept finding more things for us to see. One guy insisted that I took a picture of his mango tree. We left and endured the scariest ride I have ever been one. Our driver apparently really wanted to go back as fast as possible because we flew through the streets of villages dodging cows, goats, sheep, ducks, and people. It was crazy. I decided his driving was a combination of Frogger and Chicken. We would dodge things and we would be going head on to traffic and then quickly get in our lane. It was intense. One time we were going really fast with the people in the other lane having their brights on and we stopped really quick and we looked in front of us and there was a big drop off. Connor and I looked at each other and saw fear in each other’s eyes. We then came across a huge truck that was stopped in the middle of the road and was stuck in the ditch. So we waited and waited for traffic police to come and get things moving. Eventually we made it home. We got back and had group time then Connor and I ate at Foods which is the best place to eat in Pan bazaar. The room is dark with only a few colored lights and all over the walls are Beatles posters. It was heaven on earth! The food is good as well. It was a great cap off to the night as they played a Beatles song and a Simon and Garfunkle song. I was in love with that place.