Moving to Tiny Town

Day 29- Tiny Town

So today we have been travelling for 4 weeks! It has gone by so fast! I am really dreading leaving Cochabamba. It has become home! I am loving the experience of Boliva. I love that we have to take smelly old Trufi's everywhere and pile in with a million people! I love that it smells like chicken poop and rotting fruit on every street corner. I love that I can't understand the language but people will greet you with a kiss and talk to you regardless! I love that everywhere you turn is colour and excitement. I love the sights, sounds and smells! I love Bolivia!

Today we had quite a quiet day! We shadowed the gynaecologist for a while who was soo sweet! She adds -ita to every word which makes it like a cutesy affectionate term regardless of what the word is!

Afterwards we did some preparation for the girls orphanage talk. We also found out that another volunteer was on their way and would be arriving next week. Consequently, we had to move rooms. We were to move into a room at the other end of the house. As the house used to be an orphanage for small children this room had a mini bathroom. With tiny preschool size toilets and tiny handbasins. Tiffany and I were moving into Tiny Town!
It is actually more physiologically correct for you to go to the toilet and have your knees above your waist so we decided it was a move in the right direction. Though everytime we go to sit down we fall at least 10cm! Ouch!