There is so much that happened in the village, but it was wonderful, hilarious, sweaty, eye-opening, heartfelt, crazy, colorful, bug-bitten, rustic, dirty, and sweet all at the same time. Here is the second half of the week in pictures:
The roads are terrible. This is not even a good photo of it. Usually more and worse potholes than this, and yes this is a one-lane road and we are about to meet a semi. And both vehicles don't want to slow so we will careen past them and pray that we aren't hurt. That is seriously how driving goes in this country.
On our last day at the branch, Dimitre, Shinji, and I talked with Nazrul, the branch manager, late into the night. We sat outside between the branch office and the building we stay in, asking him questions about life and the bank and watching the heat lightning overhead. Then it started to rain so we went inside to continue the questions. Things started to get funny then, since we were all getting tired. Nazrul's Bangla/ beginning English and Shinji's Japanese/broken English made for some very funny miscommunications and soon we were all laughing. Listening to the loud thunder and pouring rain while sprawled out on the bed, finally cool -- the perfect temperature, it was the perfect evening. Laughing and talking and learning and I am so happy to be here.
I'm a twenty-something from the Pacific NW making home in new places as I follow where God leads.
My intent is to show Christ's love to the world and use business to solve some of the social problems we face: hunger, illiteracy, healthcare, economic hardship. For now, I'm in a stage of learning. A little adventuring, a few books, some good friends, and a whole lot of prayer and life runs on.