Sunday, 23 December 2012

Walked out of the apartment today and almost stepped into a giant puddle of blood.

Walked out of the apartment today and almost stepped into a giant puddle of blood.

Apparently there is a tradition for Christmas of killing a pig.  I didn't think anything of it as it sounded like a great barbecue party.  What I didn't know was that they bring the pigs in the city and kill them wherever they are.  This one happened to be on our sidewalk.  Once they kill the pig they burn all the hair off with a blowtorch till it is black, then they use a hatchet to gut it and cut it into pieces.  I think i might have an idea as to why they have so many wild dogs around.



We went to church in the town of Calarasis, to a small gypsy church.  They had the most beautiful singing I have heard in awhile.



Calarasis is one of the poorest parts of Romania and today we went to the poorest part of Calarasis to hand out Christmas boxes.  Some of the highlights were when the leader talked about the boxes.  He told the children that these boxes came from kids in other countries who did this for them because they cared about them.  Then the children were told that they should give something out of there boxes to someone who wasn't at the Hope Center as there were many local kids who were not there.  Once they opened the boxes one of the smallest kids took some candy from his box and brought it over to another one of the leaders and gave him some.

Another highlight was showing my one and only magic trick off.  The looks on the faces were priceless.






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