SPY Trip to Bolivia: Day Eight [7.24]

Today, we got to have a later start than we have been...which was wonderful. I got up at 8:30, got a nosebleed in the shower, had a little breakfast, and then we left at 10. We drove downtown and went to the street where the market is set up. We had about an hour and a half to shop for everyone we wanted to get things for...and barter the prices down. I ended up getting a lot of good stuff for about ten people for less than $30. We left the market a little late, so we had to go to Burger King for lunch instead of the place we had planned to go. Let's just say it was more than a little bit interesting.

We came back to the hotel and had about an hour before our last group session. Olivia, Stephanie, and I packed a bit, but mostly we just talked. In the last session, we talked about ways to tell people about how the trip was...there were so many things that happened that it would become a 6-hour monologue if we told people about it all. John 21:25. Most of us ended up staying in that room for a while to sign shirts and such, but we still had about an hour before we left for dinner. Surprisingly, Steph, Liv, and I talked during that time.

We went back downtown to go to dinner at an interesting restaurant. We ordered our food and then the show started shortly after...it was authentic Bolivian music and dancing. Everything started out well...then the masks came out and the costumes became less and less appropriate. The food came...cold and hard...but I got a huge glass of strawberry/apple/grape blended juice that was delicious. I spent most of the time staring at a spot on the tablecloth and saying "He that is in you is greater than he that is in the world" to myself over and over. Whew...but it's over now.

When we got back, most everyone went to the same room to sign notebooks and shirts and exchange numbers and addresses. I'm ready to leave. Not that I'm miserable or getting tired of the people or of what the Lord is doing...it's just time to leave. One cool thing about the restaurant was the fact that there were people from Australia, France, Holland, and of course the US.