An anonymous quick post… Today: quick, tiresome, numb, and silent. We started the day loading the bus to leave Campina Grande for Recife, aka the beach. The last week in Campina Grande has been filled with relationships and moments that make leaving more bitter than sweet. We leave there with new relationships that bring us a new sense of God’s reach and love. However, to be positive, the beaches at Recife are beautiful, despite being the most shark infested watery beaches of the world. Yes, fantastic. Our “fearless leader”, Matt, started feeling sick with the typical stomach ickiness that has plagued a portion of us. To you, we offer our utmost sympathy, ps we missed you today, despite Steve’s stellar impersonation of you (complete with nervous hair twitch). We went to a little outdoor restaurant tonight that served us the best meal yet. (Apparently, to my cohort, it looked like pirates of the caribbean, complete with creepy voodoo masks….fabulous). Our dinner entailed of grilled cheese appetizer (sans bread), crab appetizer, shrimp and pepper rice, grilled steak and fish, french fries (a craving of many), and all of this to be finished with a suprising brazilian dessert of fried bananas with more grilled cheese and cinnamon-sugar, and of course coffee (my new favorite). We went from there to a open air market where I, and others, purchased gifts for the entire fam and friends. The night has been finished with slow pricey internet, and blog websites that don’t work.

Leaving today left us in lurch. The transition has/is leaving us with a difficult feeling. On one hand our hearts are full with love, joy, and companionship. On the other hand, leaving leaves our souls empty, desolate, and tired from the emotions. Our new friends have shown us an undescribable feeling. Cohort and I talk here trying describe the feeling, we came up with words like holy, whole, joy-filled, overpowering, overfilling, etc. I hope you get the picture. God created a story here and we are just a chapter, starting part 2. To all our new friends (who feel like the oldest of friends) We miss you. I love you. Eu tu amo.