Los gallos me molestan

!Hola¡ I´ve been here in Guate only about a day and a half, but it seems like at least two weeks. Not in a bad way, by any means, but it´s a big change from home. It seems like I´ve experienced way too much already to possibly fit into a day and a half.
I got here about 230 (their time) on Tuesday, got through customs, got my baggage, etc., and then went out the exit expecting to see Pastor David there with a sign. But, alas, no such sight. So I sat on my luggage for a few minutes while listening to lots of Guatemaltecans yell ¨taxi, taxi¨ and while some others tried to sell me some noisemakers and such. So for a few minutes there I was wondering what exactly I was thinking when I signed up for this trip. But then David came and all was well.
The first big shock came on the ride home. The streets here are CRAZY. Basically, if you´re there first you have the right of way. It´s fun. So we came back to his house and he showed me around and everything, then later we had a meeting with the church leaders, and they were very welcoming. I´ve worked with a couple of them since then and gotten to know them a little bit better.
So after a full (half)day of being shown around and meeting people and trying to speak and understand Spanish, it was time for bed at 930 (an unthinkable bedtime hour for your normal college student). Which brings me to the title of this post ¨Los gallos me molestan¨ means, roughly, the roosters annoy me. Dogs barking was the main deterrent to a good night´s sleep around 930 or10, but in the morning, probably around 4, the roosters started crowing. I THOUGHT that roosters were supposed to crow when the sun came up. Take it from me, the sun is no more up at 4 in the morning here than it is at 4 in the morning where you are.
David told me yesterday, Vas a acostombrarse, which means, you´ll get used to it. Indeed, this morning I didn´t hear them till 430. Shooting for 5 tomorrow morning. It´s fine, though, because I´ve left around 5 or 530 to go to their breakfast program for the kids anyway, so it´s not like I´m missing a ton of sleep.
So yesterday I went to the feeding program, then ran errands with David´s assistant, Edgar, who doesn´t speak a lick of English. They say that immersion is the best way to learn a new language. Without doubt, it also has to be the most frustrating. Haha esta bien. After running errands with Edgar (who I was actually able to talk with a good bit) I came back here (David´s house, which doubles as the church office) and rested a little bit before going to one of their small groups. They were having a celebration for ¨el dia del cariño¨ - Valentine´s Day. I went to bed after getting back from that, and this morning went to the breakfast program again.
And now I´m here. Of course, there´s more to tell, but I´ll save it for another post (Sunday, maybe... maybe Monday). I´ll be gone tonight. We´re traveling to a village where David has set up a feeding program. Again, more on that in the next post.

Miss you guys,
Daniel

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