This was my reading schedule last week. We have a break in the middle of the day because our readers come in the morning and late afternoon/evening. As you can see, most of mine come later. This wasn't my busiest week, but it's pretty normal. I took a picture of all three of ours, but I didn't want everyone else to be embarassed because they had so little work to do compared to me. Ha ha. Ha.
Actually, we're all pretty busy most days, and our schedule never actually happens as planned. People show up for surprise reading sessions, readers cancel, schedules get mixed up, it rains. All part of the exciting, ever-changing world of mission work!
Yesterday, we had a little bit of a scare about our visas. We noticed before we came here that our visas were only for 30 days. Our trip is for six weeks. In order to get an extension, you have to go to the consulate (or whatever that place is) 3 days before your visa expires. For us, that meant yesterday (since we were in Porto de Galinhas on Monday). So, we went with Lee and Enaus. When we arrived, we were informed by the guard that you can't wear shorts in the building. Guess which two Americans were wearing shorts? William and I waited outside while Kensey went in with Lee.
While we waited, we saw lots of people coming in and out, and none of them were wearing shorts. However, we did see a big American guy with a tank top and lots of tattoos. If you're keeping up with the rules about Brazilian federal buildings at home, remember:
Shorts, unacceptable. Sleeveless shirts, totally fine.
When Kensey came out with Lee, she said, "We have to leave tomorrow." I stared at her in disbelief. Then she started laughing. Yes, that's right. Kensey got us. She played a little prank, and it worked.
By the way, here's a picture of Kensey telling me to turn off the camera.
Anyway, Lee and Kensey explained that it was all fine. Even though our visas from the States said 30 days, they had been stamped for 90 days. Well, mine and Kensey's had. William's customs officer was obviously paying close attention, because his was only stamped for 30 days.So, he had to go back today (with pants) and get an extension. But he got it no problem, and we're good to go for the rest of our trip!
Right now, we're listening to a CD of songs from Northeastern Recife that João, one of my readers, made for us. It's great! So far, it's what you'd expect if someone told you they were going to play a CD of traditional Brazilian music. We don't understand a word of it, but it's fun to listen to!
My sunburn is slowly going away and revealing the bronze skin of some sort of mythical hero. Okay, it's not much different than it was before, but the burn is getting better. And in case any of you are wondering, no, I have not learned capoeira, and, yes, I am sad about that.
PS- I told William about this and he thought I should put it on my blog. One of my readers was talking about Lazarus and how, after a few days in the tomb, he was starting to stinketh. She was trying to explain how he was starting to decompose, and she wanted to say that we was turning into a skeleton, but she just said, "He will become... Skeletor." If that made you laugh like I did, you had a great childhood.
