I’m not saying much about the meals, because they were all very much alike. Variations on beans and rice, refried beans, etc. However, the meals were tasty and filling. Just a little monotonous.
Off we went for another day. We drove up another excruciatingly bad road to the little town of Tenindero. ( A school bus is not meant for comfort. Little kids don’t much care, but it was a rough ride for us old folks, but we made fun out of it.) We stopped in the town square, which was a large open field. There was the ubiquitous soccer pitch, goals on each end of the square. There was a little store, colorfully painted as were many of the buildings we saw. 
KP knew the owner of course, so we went in and checked it out. KP said that the woman was very proud of her kitchen, so we all trouped in to see it. Painted in bright colors and very clean, it rated a picture or two. 
So did the old gentleman sitting in the kitchen. 
A tree across the common or square is where the Episcopal mission meets. The church is the people, the templo or actual building does not exist yet.
On up the road to the village of Agua Viva, a town of 100 or so households. We met in the school building. A plot of ground in front of the school has been donated to the mission for a templo. A lady by the of Lourdes Herrera de Urrutai is the deacon for La Ascension in Aqua Viva and the next town up the road, Las Crucitas. She rides a horse on her journeys serving the two little missions. We met the Senior Warden and the other members of the vestry, and I wandered around wasting bits on pictures. 
Some more beautiful children.
Bashful little guy.
Also some beautiful scenery.
On to Las Crucitas. This photo through the bus window give you an idea of the roads, and this wasn’t the worst by far.
The mission there is named Iglesia Episcopal La Transfiguration. As said before, Lourdes is the deacon over this mission as well. About 200 households make up Las Crucitas. 
A dusty street in Las Crucitas.
Very difficult to get to from the outside. Interestingly, in the land of indians with black hair, there were two little boys with blonde hair. 
I’m sure there is a reasonable explanation, but we didn’t look into it.
They are building a structure in Las Crucitas to house work teams and other groups that come up there to stay overnight. The land next to the home where the church is meeting now is where they plan t\o build the templo. We prayed in a circle for the establishment of the church and the building of the templo.
A few more kids.
Again.
From Las Crucitas we took the bumpy ride back down to the main road, CA6 which is the Pan-American Highway, and on to Yuscaran, which is where KP lives.
Some scenery.
Esmarelda, her housekeeper was preparing an early dinner for us.
There were two other missionary couples there, from SAMS, South American Missionary Society. We ate and listened to war stories for a while, then Bob Springthorpe and I walked on down to the town, and hung around the square.
We had a Eucharistic Service at Iglesia Episcopal La Presentacion there is Yuscaran. It is the home church for the Deanery and Fr. Dagoberto Chacon, the Dean. Then back to Zamarano and evening compline. Another good day in the neighborhood.
