Sunday Market and worship

Our last full day in the country was Sunday. The street that we had been walking between our hostess' house and the church becomes an open market on Sunday mornings, so we got to walk the full length looking at various (mostly food) products for sale. Pineapple, tubers, spice packets, eggs, very fresh meat, cooking pots, garlic, onions, and toothpaste (among other items)! The church members said sometimes they had to close the windows on that side of the sanctuary because the market was so loud, but that was not the case on this Sunday. 

Very fresh meat

Sweet potatos

Leather goods

Spices in small packets

Sunday worship with our friends was wonderful. They invited to participate in multiple parts of the service, singing, reading scripture, serving communion, and symbolically building the friend of friendship that we had worked on through the week. We were greeted with so many hugs and air kisses all week, that I totally freaked out a university colleague when I offered them a quick embrace at a business dinner after my return. Shaking hands felt decidedly more formal and cold.

Our finished Bridge of friendship.