So, our last day (Monday) I slept 3 hours, and then I walked with Pastor Christian to the United Nations headquarters. He showered (I forgot my towel so I couldn’t), then we ate a refreshing meal of burgers, fries & lemonade. We just sat & relaxed for the first time since I got here.
On our walk home, we bought local goods and art work. I bought a sugar cane to try- he carved it in front of us. Then I handed out the rest of my supplies & belongings I didn’t really need to patients. I met a 5 year old girl who was there with her mom (her mom was visiting a patient). Even though I could not speak to her, we could still communicate through play, love, & affection. I wish I would have had more time to play with the children. Next time I go. I wish I could have had more supplies to hand out.
We got through the long security check point in the airport & waited for awhile before hearing the plane could not land because the lights were still not working after the earthquake tremor last night (which I didn’t feel because I was resting my head for a little). I was ready to sleep on the cement & wait until the morning (the airport building was damaged some so we waited outside), but we went back to the compound & slept on the cots. I slept so soundly I missed 3 more earthquake tremors, but I did wake up to people screaming afterwards.
We got up early and finally caught a plane out at 11am. On our way into the airport, a boy (about the age of 9) showed us a piece of paper written in English explaining his situation. His parents died, and now he is an orphan. He was asking if we could adopt him. He was so polite and cute, I wish I could have adopted him!