Wednesday, June 26, 2013
Today the kids and I took the van into town to look for something. We walked to the route where the number we needed would drive by. There are not specific stops by rather wherever you are they will stop and wherever you need to get off they will stop :) When we got on the van did NOT sound good. Now I am no mechanic but I do not what a car should and should not sound like. We road a short distance when an older man got on...holding his rooster. Stroking the rooster he looked at us and said the word for rooster. I just had to chuckle. H kept saying how bad it smelled. For that reason I am glad our kids do not know the language yet. As we continued along people got on and off. I long to be able to communicate with them. For now we smile and say hi!
The time in town was pretty uneventful thankfully...even though we did not find what we were looking for :(
Headed back home we boarded the van again. This time it was close to 5pm so it was PACKED. The kids were not happy because they were being poked and pinched and stroked (this is VERY common). The people mean it with very good intentions and the kids tolerate it well...but sometimes enough is enough.
This van sounded a little better...but I soon realized that if the driver stopped to drop off or pick up someone he had a VERY hard time starting again as it would constantly stall out...he kept trying to stop on the upside of the hill..ha ha! Just a simple little adventure from our daily life...