In order to get to many houses, you have to cross these planks or bridges as they call them here. We were doing a little exploring and saw these kids who wanted a picture with us. So we all made our way onto the plank for the perfect picture. That trench below is where the little caiman alligators and who know what else live. We never did touch the water, but my friend, Sister Bullock fell in once at night. Creepy.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
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Are you now in Cenje Guyana, who is in that area with Elder Packer. I met the Larsons daughter at a wedding last weekend. Small world - you seem to be having a great time, thank you for your service and love.
The Packer family
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