Geography Lessons

Jess kindly drawing me a map of Australia, complete with Great Barrier Reef and Monster Cyclone.

Alice, Victoria, and Susanna. I expect there to be a subsequent spike in tourism to Norway, yes thirty, if not hundredfold. Michael trying out a new energy drink that promises luchador strength and energy. He didn't sleep that night.
Ruth and a little girl in the Puerto Angel Spanish congregation.

We are in the process of canvasing neighboring territories such as Puerto Angel, Mazunte, and Pochutla to gauge the viability of an English group, aided by Vince's super GPS.

Marcela channeling one of my favorite pictures ever, "Cake is the only thing that matters."

Gloria, who recently arrived from Austria, being welcomed to Mexico by our Welcoming Turkey.

Oliver and Ben, literally fresh off their motorbikes from a month long bike tour of Central America. Oggy, Christian (from England) and Tiit (from Estonia) were soon to follow. Shortly thereafter Oliver was whisked back to Australia to spread tales of the other land down under. 

Madison, Teal and Oliver taking a not-so-short cut to the other side of the territory. 

There were 69 people at the meeting on Sunday. Absolute madness! I think there are around 26 publisher cards in the hall. At least 13 interested persons were there, the rest were visiting brothers and sisters. Speeding up of the work, anyone? 

I have developed a mild case of insomnia but reckon it will pass. Last night around 2:30 am I did Pilates, made some fresh tortillas on my new cast iron tortilla press, and reorganized my cave. Considering sleep is one of my favorite hobbies (I happen to be great at it), this is rather distressing. Perhaps tonight I shall learn to crochet, or write a rock opera, or reenact the sinking of the Titanic using items found in my fridge. When all else fails, I may even sleep.