We had such a huge group help out in Paílon a few weeks ago and we did not know how we all were going to get to the territory. It's about a half an hour scarry car ride there. Eric, the brother in charge of the group, was sitting looking intensely at all the taxis until to his surprise a bus pulls up next to him. The bus driver asks how many there are and where we needed to go. We were 17 in total. Just the amount of seats on the bus. The driver said he would take us and the smile that came across Eric's face was priceless. He told me after that he was praying to find a way we could keep the group together. That was just about the best start to long service day you could ask for.
After the service day Kyria and I invited the whole group over to our house to relax before heading back to their respective homes. We made cookies for everyone but this group of boys ate them all without realizing there was more people coming. They were even grabbing multiple cookies and stashing them away for later. For all you Aussies reading this, they were Anzac biscuits, and they absolutely love them over here in Bolivia. Within 5 minutes of arriving the boys planted themselves on the floor of our living room and started to play jenga while the girls were playing music in the corner. This was just about the perfect end to a fantastic service day.
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