Life is becoming more real and less surreal finally. It is kind of fun having just the SMs here now that all the adult missionaries have left...sometimes we aren't quite sure what to do with ourselves. This week we have done a decent amount of visitations; Elly-one of the church members and construction workers here-takes us to houses translates and helps us visit with the people. The poverty is amazing...everyone lives in one or two room little cement houses. This helps keep it cooler and helps keep stuff from rotting in the humidity, but it is also dark and dank inside these little houses. Today Elly took us to one of his classmates houses. This classmate had a stroke about six years ago and is now no longer able to walk. We met his wife and hi...I think she has a hard time taking care of him. He really wants us to somehow find him a wheel chair. We would love to, but we are not sure how to go about getting him one here...we might have to see if someone could bring us one from the states. Tomorrow we get to learn how to wash our clothes in buckets...yay. And then we have a meeting with the guy who is supposed to be getting us a doctor. Here is a picture of the little girl who got hit by the bus. We went with Elly and Pastor Mark to visit with the mayor about getting her to Manila on an ambulance and getting the money paid back to Nathan, her father. So far it looks like this will all work out, thankfully. The picture is a little gruesome...but it shows what her family (her mother and father are with her in the picture) are going through.