We decided to go to leather town so we hailed a cab to the bus terminal. It was about a 15-20 minute ride. We had heard from some of the friends that there was a shop owned by a brother who sold leather goods for our ministry. We walked halfway through the town to get to the place only to be greeted by a closed door (siesta time). Trecked back into the busy part of town and went to a really nice restaurant that Charie recomended and we had banana splits.
The ice cream is so delicious but haven't figured what they make it from. I know it's not cream or milk because I don't deal well with dairy and this causes me no pain.
We walked back toward the brother's shop and we met up with a man who was carrying his little son. He said to us "I speak English" We asked where he learned and he said "himself". Turns out he is a guide and takes people to various villages where the indiginous people live. He was going to his house so when we got there he took us into his yard where his passion for orchards was clearly seen in all of his various plants.
It was so interesting talking with Luis and turns out his mother is a Witness. As we continued our walk we were a little startled by a bunch of goats coming around the corner. They were followed by a cow and her calf. Then a bull. Then a young boy. Gotta love this place.



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