Hola, I am back in Villa Nueva for the last time. I spent the week in language school, learning a lot with 4 hours of one-on-one a day. I had a blast. For those of you that heard about the earthquake, don't be alarmed- it was only a 5.4, not as large as the news made it out to be and there was no damage done where I was. I actually didn't even feel it, sadly...

This week has been adventurous. I met with some friends (who I met in Houston from the layover) for dinner, shopped at the market (bought a blanket, 2 skirts, a purse...), debated about staying until August but realized I need to stick to my commitments in the States. I climbed up 314 steps to the cross on the hill, which was beautiful even though the clouds were enveloping the city (there's a picture of the cross). I visited my 'mommy' Margarita and she insisted on Shelly and I staying for lunch; food was on the table before we could say otherwise. She's a doll. I went to YWAM- which stands for Youth with a Mission, for a service and worship; it was neat to network although sadly all in English. Oh yea, how could I not mention that I climbed up Pacaya?! About 2 miles up and 2 miles down... (what goes up must come down, right?) anyway- it took about 3 hours. I got some shreds of molten lava in my hand, it's very sharp. I also roasted a marshmallow in lava and ATE it (as you can see). Amazing, it was a truly amazing experience. Today I returned to Villa Nueva, I'm a little tired and a little under the weather from my cold- but all is well. Thanks for your prayers.