I feel like I'm at home!

We arrived this weekend to Cochabamba after many crazy adventures in the airport: such as 24 hours of travel time, almost missing our flight, altitude sickness and getting off the plane in rainbows and capris only to find out it's 32 degrees in La Paz (see picture). Now that we are here, we think it is well worth the journey. After getting off the plane standing in the wrong customs line, the first thing we thought we were asked was "were you chewing?" We had no idea what the woman meant - it was at that moment that we knew we were no longer in America. Later, that same day, Jessica slept on the sidewalk next to the taxis and due to the altitude sickness, Ashley stated that she felt "right at home" being the only blond in the airport of Bolivians. We think that we were suffering from a lack of sleep after we tried to get on wrong plane twice, making our flight 5 minutes before take-off.

Enough about travel. Today was our first day at the burn center. At this moment, we really felt as though our trip had begun. These children are a different kind of beautiful. We almost forget the language barrier because these children just need someone to hold their hand. We are just skimming the surface of what we are going to learn about these children, and we have already decided that we want to take them all home with us. Today, we helped put the compression suits on the children and tried to show them that we were there to help. There were lots of tears and smiles, and we are so excited to see what the next three weeks hold. As we learn, you will learn.