Some cool 'sign', if you will, that brought a smile to my face was the number 19. Background: my soccer number was #19, my favorite number, and lucky number if I evaluate the intrinsic value that it represents for me. When I went to Brazil in 2011, my beach soccer program bought me a jersey that I had to wear. When I looked at the number they got for me, it was number 19. I remember how happy I was to coincidentally receive this number in particular and decided it was meant to be. Well, to my point. PC had a map of Moldova on the wall pin pointing where all of us volunteers will be scattered. On that point was a number and the name was written out on the side indicating what number went with what name. You guessed it... I was number 19. I smiled so big inside knowing that it meant everything to me and nothing to anyone else. Maybe a coincidence, but it was my coincidence. :)
We get this lunches made by the family (above) and it's a fun surprise to see what we got that day. It's like the elementary school days, love it.
This is called a 'masa', which is a table full of food that is for celebration. In this case it was a birthday celebration.
No big deal, just venturing back home on my normal route. Nothing like a flood of water to make me feel like a kid again.
My family making concrete for the hen cage or something of the sort.
"Success is often achieved by those who don't know that failure is inevitable" -Coco Chanel



























