Time is flying by and life is full. We’ve been to Havana three times – once to visit friends (and we had a lovely time), once to hear a concert celebrating Mozart’s birthday and yesterday for a conference on the early history of the Protestant church in Cuba.
In the meantime I continue with my studies. There is lots of pleasant socializing with other students – something I don’t indulge in too much in Toronto but which I am thoroughly enjoying. It is a great way to develop friendships and to learn about life. Sometimes it is necessary too – in order to learn how to cook in a Cuban kitchen or where to buy or borrow something that
you need. Though my brain sometimes turns completely off – too tired out from thinking in Spanish.
Emma is still waiting for authorization to start school. In the meantime, by playing with kids here at the seminary and being her social self, she has learned quite a bit of Spanish. Hopefully, she’ll begin next week.
Happy Birthday, Mozart (and Emma -- 13)
The concert of Mozart featured a new orchestra made
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Emma in her new dress |
Emma and I travelled to and from Havana in the choir’s bus.
Last Monday was Emma’s birthday. On Saturday we went to Varadero overnight to celebrate. We stayed in a house called CESERSE, run by the Presbyterian church, right beside the beach. Emma loved the beach.
The house provides lodging for visiting foreign groups in the winter and space for sick children (including kids with cancer) and the elderly in the summer. We’ll be heading back there when Alan and David arrive this week for a little down time.
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Emma and Becca at home |
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David wearing an astronaut suit at Camp Ooch sleepover |
We are really looking forward to the visit by Alan and David – they arrive on Sunday! Tomorrow, we will head to la Habana again, this time for the Episcopal (Anglican) Synod. Best wishes to all.
The Boys Back in Town
PS Alan officially apologizes for the placement of the pictures.
While a person is simultaneously/alternately blogging and packing some editing functions are apparently disabled, dismasted or disintegrated. sorry.
[David after taking a bunch of pictures at church on Sunday a day after the sleepover, posing for Grandma Marty]