We had some great wheel barrow races, most of which ended with somebody falling out. Kelly was generous enough to let two little boys play with her camera. They definitely enjoyed taking pictures of my special talent - crossing my eyes one at a time.

At around noon we had a great lunch of rice and fried chicken, then a wonderful yoga session out on the basketball court. After a lot of sweating and laying down in the dirt, most of us learned what "downward dog" and "binding" were.

I would say that the best part of my trip so far came after lunch, when I got to go to the clinic and help Dr. Don translate. We saw an array of parasites and bronchitis, along with various infections. The most memorable part of the afternoon was probably our second patient, an 18-year-old boy. This boy, the same age as myself but probably half my size, had several gun shot wounds in his leg. He got hit by a shotgun just around the corner, he told us. For months he had been on crutches with several pieces of metal sticking out from his skin holding his bone in place.

Some other memorable patients were the cousins, three little girls. Their records showed that Dr. Don was the only doctor who had ever seen them before. None of them with a mother to bring them to the clinic, just each other. Later on, I saw the same two boys from the compound earlier, they smiled the whole time they were in there. They remembered the crazy "Gringa" from before, but it took me a while to recognize them.

It struck me after the first few patients that they were all smiling, despite their often painful ailments. Several of them were very conversational, asking about my life at school and my reasons for coming here. I felt sort of inadequate when I said that I was here to help, when I only translated a couple words. They were still very gracious, and a number of them helped me go over the Spanish words for different body parts and illnesses. One woman even made me go through several conjugations until I got them all right. That was definitely one of the most moving experiences I have ever had, and I truly believe that it will stay with me forever.

Our day ended with an incredible dinner at a restaurant not too far from here. After dinner we goofed off on the terrace, looking at the view. The culmination of the night came with the incredible game of "Mafia." Once again I was voted off in the middle of the game, after having successfully talked myself off the chopping block four times (anyone who knows me is definitely not surprised). However, a girl can only talk so much, and I was exiled. The Brigadistas are vicious, but everyone had a great times and a lot of laughs were had.

Tomorrow we have a break from work and are going to see where the coffee we sell at school is made. I can almost smell the caffeine now...