Here we were, waiting for the bus on our way out of Boston. We're carrying boxes of books (we'll describe why shortly).
|With Raul S., a contact in ministry with the Peace Association of Ngäbe Evangelical Churches. (AENGPA)|
From San Felix we went up into the mountains to visit our other friends in the community I used to be a part of, in the Comarca Ngäbe Bugle. A "Comarca" is roughly equivalent to an Indian Reservation in the USA. We participated in a Father's Day celebration at the local church that I used to attend. We saw many dear friends from my time there, especially the women's group that I was a part of. Because it was Father's Day, the fathers got to swing at the piñata with a stick! Though it was the kids who scrambled for the candy that spilled out. I said that Ken and I weren't fathers but we were just there to enjoy the food. :)
|Friends from church. Pastor Camilo is on the right.|
|Maria (in the black dress), Ken, Susan, Mechi the cat, Celia, and Nelva|
|Maria prepares a meal at home under the cat's watchful eye|
Our friends Minsdo and Tito organized a community party for us in coordination with Maria. Ken said that we gave ourselves a task to work on, by preparing for the party! On the day before the event, we bought chickens from local farmers. We said we'd contribute the chicken, and the community members contributed rice, seasonings, drinks and everything else to make a feast.
|Marilin and Mikaela volunteered to help us carry chickens to the venue|
|Ken's first time killing a chicken|
|Preparing to pluck the slaughtered chicken by dunking it in boiling water|
|Ken and Maria try their hand as butchers|
|Washing out the chicken parts|
|Federico and Beni (foreground) were my closest neighbors and good friends|
|Jegui dance: this particular one is meant to be the form of a wave advancing and receding on the beach|
|We danced with the teachers at the primary school|
|Rigoberto and Ken compete|
|I, Maria, and Migdalia get ready to race|
|You can't beat the enthusiasm of these little girls in the sack race!|
|Emilsa gave this handmade bag, or chackra, with stripes made with natural dyes|
|Eufemia gave me a handmade dress and shirt!|
|Migdalia made this beautiful shirt as a gift for me|
We spent a night at the beach at Las Lajas, a resort community on the Pacific coast, and then headed back to Panama City. On the morning of our departure we enjoyed breakfast with Amilcar, a friend from the community who is now teaching at a private elementary school in the City.
|Ken, Amilcar, Susan at Subway (really!) in Panama City|