1st day / primer dia

It's always kind of strange to wake up in a new place, specially in an unknown home... One would think that, having been fortunate to be exposed to the situation from an early age, I would be used to it by now.. But I still hesitate to open the door and let myself out of the room the morning after arrival..
Today, Africa helped. Noone seems to be a stranger for more than a couple of minutes here..
Kids are totaly amazing and grown ups look at you with caution but if you engage a conversation with them it won't take them more than 5 seconds to open up to you.
My first day was simply awsome..

Breakfast at home while Bishop, 10, and his friend were chosing which country flags went where in a world map, then off with a couple other volunteers to get a kenyan cell phone and visit a market, and spent the afternoon and evening playing with twenty amazing little guys.. It's just incredible how they'll just really listen to what you say.. They'll go all funny crazy and then with only a word they'll stop.
Plus they're sooo interested in everything.. They want to learn the numbers and words in spanish and french (obviously they all know english) and the way the cling to you, they trust you from the very first second you're there.. Simply amazing.

Buff... Hoy tenía que ser un día sin grandes descubrimientos, ir a cambiar dinero y poca cosa más.. Seguramente no fue mucho más que eso, pero el pulmón parece más lleno que de costumbre, la sonrisa más profunda.. Y es que si pasas la tarde corretando, saltando y dejándote querer por 15 o 20 personitas que simplemente te piden que estés a su lado y quiras saltar con ellos, el corazón tiende a ensancharse y eso, lo sabe todo el mundo, se siente hermoso.