Next pictured is my PCV friend Matt and Terencio´s son. Whenever I have a question about Agrictulture, I first call Matt, and then I consult my books. He always has information (or at least he pretends to). He now lives pretty far away from me, so I don´t know when I´ll see him again.
This is a picture of me with my PCV friend Gabe on the day of our swearing in, in case you have forgotten what I look like. Gabe is from MN, so we have a good connection. He lives near me, so hopefully I will see more of him.
This next picture shows you the streets of my village! The picture is of María de la Luz, one of my new friends, and her husband and daughter. Note the cow in the background.
This next picture shows you the streets of my village! The picture is of María de la Luz, one of my new friends, and her husband and daughter. Note the cow in the background.
This picture is of Ete, and her adorable son Johnaton, who can now walk alone! Ete is one of Ana and Ada´s sisters (there are six of them and all of their names end in linda--Etelinda, Analinda, Adalinda, Olinda, Bettelinda, etc...). She lives in a house just across the feild, but she always comes over to visit with Johnaton.
The landscape is the beautiful veiw that I see when I walk over to Danilo´s house in the morning. I think this was taken one day last week when we left at seven in the morning to hike to a nearby aldea (2 hours there and back...it was a great workout!).
The landscape is the beautiful veiw that I see when I walk over to Danilo´s house in the morning. I think this was taken one day last week when we left at seven in the morning to hike to a nearby aldea (2 hours there and back...it was a great workout!). 
This is Oneyda, my counterpart´s wife. She is a good friend of mine--I frequently stop at her house just to see how she is. She is pictured with a new fogón (cooking stove) that she had just made that morning. (David, in case you´re interested...you mix clay with dry manure and ashes and fashion the clay around bricks. Leave a hole to put in the wood and a hole for the chimeney. Cover it with a peice of thin metal (I don´t know what kind). On that you can make tortillas or place your cooking pots!)
This is one of my counterparts´ family´s dogs. It looks like it just got a chicken! The dirt floor is typical for my community, as are the mud walls covered with a white paint they make by mixing a rock they find in the mountain with water. The plastic chairs are also typical--people sit on those or wooden benches.
This last week, I learned how to plant beans (and impressed all the men in my town), walked to two nearby towns (both two hours away) and made tortillas for my host family. Time is going quickly.
More pictures to come soon.
More pictures to come soon.
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