Since I have not had as much time to tell you as much about our adventures here as I would like, I am PROMISING to write a nice long paper about it if ever I arrive back in the States (I was thinking of skipping my flight in Istanbul to splash around a little in the Black Sea).
Worry not. Soon enough you will hear things from me that are longer than a few paragraphes.
Just yesterday I was traipsing up a mountain with my new friend, little seven year old Nadira chattering happily in Bosnian all the way and going to see her new house which happens to be as big as your living room. I could understand about two thirds of what she was saying and to the rest, I simply smiled and nodded knowingly.
There are protests going on in the city. The political situation is crazy right now and the people are very unhappy with it. Yesterday while trying to avoid one, we walked right into it. That was fun.
We’re going to our last dinner with our beloved translators and the missionaries tonight. It’ll be sad.
Stay tuned for that long paper… unless I mistakenly find myself on a flight to London…