Our girl made it back from Spain this weekend. She's exhausted from losing seven hours on the ride back (six because that's the time difference between here and Madrid, and then the extra one because of daylight savings) and she was extremely busy trying to unpack and catch up on homework before heading back to class on Monday. Consequently, I haven't gotten to hear all about her trip yet.
But I have seen some of the pictures! And they're exactly what I expected.
She had a blast on her first flights! Even ate some of the nasty food.
She found someone to play with. She made friends easily. She formed relationships with people she had never laid eyes on before, and she did her very best to speak their language.
She said she was somewhat wary of speaking her style of Spanish in front of lots of native-speaking families. So she prayed that God would help her recall what she had learned and use her words for His glory. And He did. She found that as soon as she opened her mouth the words started flowing. The Spanish people appreciated her attempts, understood her well enough to carry on conversations with her, and were happy that they could communicate with each other. She even ended up translating for her group quite a bit. She was so glad!
Of course, there were children involved, and Heather LOVES kids. She seems to connect with them instantly. Probably because she IS a big kid at heart. She loves getting out there and playing hard, giggling and laughing, challenging and organizing.
I know she was impressed with the architecture. She took some incredible photos!
She even touched a chunk of the Berlin Wall!
It was life-changing, she said. Now that she's gotten a small taste of what the rest of the world has to offer, there will be no holding her back. She wants to go again. To Spain. To Italy. To France.
She hopes to collect tons of stamps on that brand new passport.
We'll see what God has planned.
As for this trip...I'll let her share all the details. She's coming home soon and she says as soon as she's had a chance to "process" her time there, she'll tell us all about it.
So, if I can get her to sit still long enough, I'm going to try to get her to write about it,too.
In the meantime, here's the latest on the house: