Bob Sponge and his friend Diego

Bob Sponge and his friend Diego
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I am back.
24 hours, one bus, 41 youth. No word yet on whether we left anyone at our pee/meal stops. We sometimes counted and occasionally approximated.
Mostly we just wanted to get home.
Under the burning sun of the arrid desert, we made cement FROM SCRATCH and reenacted stories from the Old Testament in Spanish--equally difficult. All because we love God. What a taskmaster, that guy.
This week I suffered my first ankle injury. I'm not even sure how. Also, I won't tell you that my ankles are fat anyway so that I have to make a distinction betweeen a fatty fat and a regular fat ankle, but I will tell you that there were rocks everywhere, including the soccer field (which is less a field and more a flat place with many rocks and much dust). Do not be alarmed, I did not partake. Soccer involves too much running and, in Juarez, too many bloody noses.
I did, however,
1. Avoid sunburn. This is getting to be my specialty. And it's good, because I would have had the farmer-ist tan in the history of the world.
2. Learn how to say cement like people from Tennessee: "sea-meant." Call me and I'll say it for you.
3. Meet Bob Sponge, SpongeBob's Mexican twin, thanks to Diego (the cutest bowl haircut you have ever witnessed. See above).
4. Grow some dreadlocks, which I had to wash because of the bug population. Apparently, you have to declare them in customs if you're bringing back animalia.