The end of Summer Camp for Grown-Ups

So here it is, Friday of our second week. Mary and I are the last of the North Americans at Clinic Ezell. The rest of the group left this morning for Antigua. I am amazed at how sad I was to see them go! Not that they are horrible people (quite the opposite), but I just was not expecting at all to make such good friends this week. That may sound weird, but really I only expected to come here and work. Instead, I had an amazing week that in many ways parallels summer camp for me (and if you know me, you know that is a big part of my life). But now everyone is gone. At first I was really sad and I walked all around listening to sappy music on my ipod and looking at all of the empty rooms....but then I decided that I needed to get pumped about going back to my host family, so I turned on some Wolfmother (you know you like them Bradley) and packed up my backpack. After that it was only about 10am ....so then I also packed up Mary´s backpack.

I really appreciate the comments that have been left about my last blog. I am still having a ton of different thoughts swirling through my head about my future, but it means so much to know that there are people out there who care about me and who are praying for me. Thank you.

Here are some more pictures from our week at Clinic Ezell:

Here is our little group that decided to take our own field trip. We went out to the tienda and then down to the bridge. I think that the bridge was made or designed by some Lipscomb people? I´m not sure, didn´t have a tour guide.

From left to right: Wayne, Stephanie, Morgan, Bradley, Mandy, Leslie, Nicole and Mary

I thought this was a good shot.

Cute cute little girls at the river.

All of the kids in Guatemala somehow know what a camera is and are always asking for you to take their picture. As soon as you do, they want to see it. Funny how some things become common knowledge worldwide.

My littlest patient friend.