There has been a lot going on down here. The passing of time has brought many changes. Time and change happens in such an odd way here. Because the weather is always relatively the same, there isn’t that seasonal change that goes along with the progression of time. If you told me it was September, that I was being fooled all this time, I just might believe you.

Friday was one of those classic days that I always want to remember and treasure from my time here. Because of our short day of school, I was able to talk to a good friend on the phone, and then return home to read in the hammock. A good book—do you ever read something and it puts into words so many things that you have been thinking about life? It was one of those times. Where I wanted to have my journal handy to record the words I found to describe thoughts swirling around in my head. Emily motivated us to work out early—before dinner—since Lawrence’s welcome dinner would probably go late and give us reason not to work out :) It was pretty much like we were filming on location for some aerobics video. Marilyn, not in her workout clothes, danced around us, lip synching in support. Emily’s friend Dave, a current visitor, was pushed to the far edge of the back porch behind the hammocks with his binoculars at his eyes, bird book on his lap—totally ignoring the six awkward, sweating, jumping girls prancing, no lunging, around the porch to loud, energetic music. It was one of those moments where you can see yourself from the perspective of someone else and the whole picture just appears so ridiculous that you can’t help, but laugh. So Lawrence is a new member of our team—a friend of Hilary’s—who arrived on Friday. Of course he showed up just in time to catch all six of us, in sports bras belting out Ain’t No Mountain High Enough while doing step-ups on the back porch. We were all half in transition to towels—me in the shower—when we heard Brown Eyed Girl come up next on the music shuffle. We quickly abandoned changing and showering to dance around, singing into dumbbells. What a sight we were. What a sight. Afterward we kicked dinner into high gear, pumping out a delicious Indian food feast to welcome Lawrence as well as the guests in town. It was a good night.

I like those times.

It has been a busy time for me. Last time I wrote, Grace was on her way down. I got to spend five terrific days with her—showing her the ins and outs of my life here, and took a nice, relaxing trip to the beach. Then exams happened. Today, parent teacher conferences… Preparations for Peter coming! What a whirlwind! It hardly seems reality that when I sadly put Peter back on a plane for the United States, I go on spring break, and then it is the second week of April already!! It is kind of happy, sad, exciting, and overwhelming all at once. I’m starting to be forced to think more seriously about next year. I’ll keep you posted of course.

I have to go type up some cool stuff about dinosaurs, but stay tuned. I have more to tell you.