and vat vat vat

I am not sure if that is the right spelling, but prounced sounding a bit german, vat vat vat means yeah yeah yeah or and so on and so forth. See now, I am practically african. Those of you who know that I am a language geek can probably see me, wide eyed trying to pick up any word I can.

Sorry again today, no photos, mostly because it is very dark in the house, late for everyone else and I dont want to rummage around with cords.

But here, a story of the day. I was downtown with Bernard this afternoon. He left me in this store to look around because saw it in my eyes as soon as I walked in. (A bead store). He said "ok nicole.. I go do my bike stuff.. I know I can leave you here..". Then about 5 minutes later he came running into the store saying "yeah we have to go right now" as he pointed to the sky. I dont usually believe people when they predict storms.. some say the leaves turn inside out, some mothers will make you hide in the corner of the basement with everything off but a radio...
so I just agreed and took off with him. He dropped me at the home so he could go to the doctors, and there was no one else home. Just then the craziest storm errupted. Really though, huge amounts of hail, raing just pouring down, the troft was a waterfall. It was nuts. It went on for a good half hour. Good thing I was home alone because here is this crazy white girl (again and site to be seen here), running around with her stupid camera trying to capture all of this. I already have close to no skills in photography let alone when I am running around in the dark slipping on every wet tile. Anyways the storm ended, the family came home and told me that is no storm. Of course.


so that was that.. and vat vat vat

tonight I went to bible study with bernard, that was actually good. Not so awkward with the language, many people would speak in english. It was nice, because we split off into boys and girls, everyone ius twenty ish, and yes for your intrest they were all white, but I got to really talk with the girls and it was great conversation. Not just surface level stuff either.

ah yes, also today, the main pastor started with the minstry today. He is just 23 and kind of looks like usher?? Haha, not in that I drool over him, just that is what he looks like ok? So to add to the already unique crew that drives up every morning, we have a gansta (dont tell him I said that) smooth man. O my, I cannot believe I said that. Must be late.


vat vat vat and some more vat

much much love

ps tommorow I must teach a class of about 15, non english speaking toddlers. They are going to laugh their pants off.