Today for culture club, one of the interns did henna designs (as you can see).
She was really good!
This evening, I was minding my own business back in my bedroom when I heard my host mom shouting my name. I answered yes, and she shouted again. Concerned now, I went running out front, to where the road beneath us was blocked with honking cars.
“It’s a wedding!” she said. So I leaned out of our little balcony, watching the friends and family of some neighbors down street as they played music and sang to the bride and her family.
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