Inertia

in case folks didn't catch it in Bronte's expose...there's been a few trips to the doc the last few days and 4 have been down for the count...including me. We weren't able to make the trip to San Salvador yesterday and watched morosely as everybody else galloped out the front gates on a new adventure.

As we contemplated our sick day staring at the hanging plants in front of the kitchen, Berty (a staff here at CAP and the husband of on of the participants) came by and asked why we were inside. We said we were lepers and had to recuperate before the rest came back. He said, let's go see some ancient ruins. and we did. Las ruinas de Cihuatan.

Then we came back and napped, cooked together and stared at the hanging plants again. Then Berty returned and said, let's go swimming...and we did. A bunch of lepers in the pool while it was raining that overlooked a drop off to a valley and a mountain range behind.

It has never ceased to amaze me the inertia of life in El Salvador. Through war and sickness, joy and pain, there's an energy very alive here that pulls people together and pushes them forward. The greatest healing happens through togetherness.