It has been QUITE the last couple of days!
As a lot of you know, I started my first day at the Casa Josefina orphanage :) I am scheduled to start at 7 am, which makes for a bright and early 4:30 am wake up, since the the walk to the bus stop takes a good 10 minutes, the bus ride takes about a half an hour as well as the walk into the village.
So I got up at 4:30, trying not to wake Delia or Elli up, and took a shower. It was cold since something is up with the water heater. Yikes. I went downstairs for breakfast and burnt my egg! I wasn't discourage though, I was too excited! I headed back up to my room to get the rest of my things around, and left the house at around 5:50. As I was nearing the bus stop, I saw the bus I needed take off. I didn't think it was that big of a deal, so I sat patiently for another 15 minutes until the next bus came. I was probably more confident than I should have been, as I rode the bus for an hour. It took me to the end of the route, which should've been a bridge in front of the entrance to the village. However, I ended up at the end of the opposite route. I didn't panic, I just started walking a little ways, trying to find a store to put minutes on the loaner phone I have. Of course, no one was open that early. I tried calling Sandy, despite not having minutes, the phone sends a text to the intended receiver that they're trying to be contacted. After about 7 tries, she called me back. We discussed my options. I had no idea where I was, but was just going to take the bus back in the other direction. Albino suggested that I take a taxi instead, since the bus ride would take another hour, and I was already late. Sandy called the orphanage and explained my situation. I didn't have enough money for a taxi, just enough for two-way bus fare. Albino said that he would pay the taxi driver when I got to the house. I hopped into a taxi and asked him to bring me to Universidad Andina, which is where the bus stop is. He said it was too far, so I hopped back out and flagged down yet another. He agreed to take me, so off we went. The taxi ride took about 45 minutes. I got to the house without being hurt, that is except for my pride.
Albino and Sandy agreed to drive me to Casa Josefina, and we went over the fact that next Monday, I'll have to get on the bus on the other side of the street. I got there a little less than two hours late, around 9.
I am absolutely in love with this place. There are 7 infants, which I get to help take care of. The first thing I got to do was take two of the babies to the doctor with another employee. We took Gina (7 months old) and Almendra (1 year old). It was quite the experience, holding two babies in your lap in a taxi. It was so interesting to see how the health care systems work here, and I'm thankful for the U.S. in that aspect. I was told that Almendra was born premature (I heard she was born 7 months premature, but I am probably wrong) at 2.2 pounds. Despite being a year old, she is the size of a 5 month old. Even so, she sits up, crawls, and does everything else a normal one year old would do! If I could, I would take her home (but Dad said no bringing babies home)! I am probably going to invest in some scrubs, since I was puked on twice and pooped on!
The house has their own taxi driver, who takes the older children to and from school. I leave at four with him, and he drops me off at the bridge for free so that I can catch the bus. The bus ride home was quick (15 minutes maybe) and it was fun! I'd never had such a fun driver or attendant! They were listening to loud music and dancing. I got home, ate dinner, and just about crashed immediately. I think I slept for a good 12 hours last night.
This morning has been by far the worst ones. This is a very difficult time. I've been away for a little more than a month now. There are so many milestones that I know I'll miss and have missed while I'm gone. A wedding in the family, baptisms, and I know I'll miss my sister's 18th birthday, as well as some of my closest friends. I don't know if I can handle missing Christmas too. I'm looking into coming home early for Christmas, and cutting my time to three months. Please pray for me as I'm struggling a lot with being demeaned in public, discriminated against, excluded, and treated like a child.