In "debriefing" on the way back to the hotel and said that it was the "best day of my life"! And quite possibly it was. I got to play with the kids pretty much the entire day. They were so stinking wonderful. They didn't speak English but we loved eachother anyway and I got to teach them alot of fun games. They especially liked "Quack diddly oso". It was funny because they thought it was partially in Spanish. I guess it is, some of the words have meanings in Spanish. I want to know where that song comes from but I couldn't find anything online.
When I wasn't with the kids i helped the dentist. I held a light while he extracted a mans tooth, I also held the man's hand. The dentist was a really amazing guy. He told all his patients about the hope they can have in the Lord as he worked on their teeth.
Some more exciting news is that they really do have wrestlers here like they do in Nacho Libre! Isn't that awesome. On our way to that nice restaurant we passed a stadium that was holding one of the matches. All down the street there were stands selling the masks! Isn't that awesome. They are called "Luchedors" (i'm sure that's not the correct spelling). I also "discovered" that night that Carlos is secretly a luchedor! He denies it but that only confirms it to be true because a luchedor's identity is always secret! Whenever he mysteriously "disappears" I know where he is!
On Sunday Sarah and I had a really fun time walking around the market next to our hotel. It's huge. Sarah is hoping to find a good knockoff purse next Sunday.
The not so fun news is that on Sunday was the beginning of Montezuma's Revenge for me. It was extra horrible because it came upon me suddenly at church during worship. The bathrooms at the church do not have toilet seats or toilet paper and you have to throw the toilet paper (that you provide yourself) away in the garbage. To make it way worse is the fact that a lady decided to bring her daughter in just then to fix her hair. I was so embarrassed. Sadly it didn't end there though. Nope it just got worse. That night I had to use the bathroom probably about 7 times. Needless to say I didn't sleep too well. Praise the Lord though that I woke up to go, I had to pray about that before I went to bed, i was scared I wouldn't wake up. I'm pretty sure it was an angel who woke me up and led me to the bathroom the first time i got up. Praise the Lord I'm feeling much better today, well besides a little throwing up and alot of dry heaving at the clinictoday. I'm confident that tomorrow I will feel muchos mejor (much better). But seriously i have never had such horrible diarrhea in my life.
Alright picture time...
This is my favorite little girl, who reminds me so much of Abigail! Isn't she beautiful! She cracks me up. When she was getting her finger cleaned at first she kept saying "I don't want to see!", "I want to see!", "I don't want to see!", "I want to see!" (all in Spanish of course). She is super dramatic.
Yup that's me and Napoleon in Mexico, pretty sweet huh.

Here is the doctor giving us a lesson in self-defense. That is my friend Angela who is being used for an example. When he had her demonstrate on him, she got him real good. It was quite entertaining.

This is us having breakfast and devotions with the interns at the church. Sorry my head is turned, I was practicing my spanish on my poor neighbor.

Yup, this is how we roll.
Our lovely mariachi band, pretty good pic of everyone eating too huh. :)
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