Day 66

I understood most of Ramiro's sermon -- on hope and how God keeps his promises. The service went a little long, so some of the American girls wanted to get to lunch, but we invited some of the Peruvian jovenes to join us for lunch. It was awkward, to say the least. I think we could have been a little more sensitive to their budgets and their time schedules (it took us about half an hour to get to the restaurant and they had to get back to church for worship practice). Nonetheless, lunch was tasty, and then after the Peruvians left for their practice, the gringas went to get ice cream at this new fancy ice cream place on Salaverry, across from 4D (another ice cream/dessert place). My brownie flavored ice cream was good, but the Swiss chocolate was amazing. Eden and I then walked up Salaverry back toward our homes and went to Metro. I needed some food items, and Eden needed some groceries as well as to purchase some airline tickets. She had been carrying more than $200 cash on her, and then she pulled $500 out of the ATM... wow. I felt bad for the people behind her in line -- they seemed a little frustrated because they had already put their groceries on the little thing (what's it called? The more Spanish I learn, the less English I can remember.) And the check-out girl had to check every single $20 bill to make sure they were legit. Bummer. I went home, put away my groceries, called Stevo, and then took a nap. I woke up after it was dark, so I was very disoriented. I spent some time in the evening working on my testimony. One of my goals before I leave is to share my testimony -- in Spanish -- in Tarma. Meredith is going to help me translate, and then we'll probably go to Elsa for proofreading, since it is her first language.