It has been colder than I´d expected, but I´m being provided for. The conservative clothing worn by the women in the community is more winter weather worthy than the scandalous shorts and tank tops I packed. My roommate, translator and friend, Hannah, who is from Chili, gave me a selection of her clothes to wear for the various community activities including work and minha, which is a meeting the community has every morning and evening for worship and sharing what God has laid on the members´heart. I look rediculous in my new attire, but that is part of this experience.
The women attempt to conceal their figure under layers of baggie garments. Mostly I wear XXXL pants that are tight at the ankles but so baggy it almost looks like I´m wearing a skirt. The shirts are all at least three-fourths sleeves and usually coverd by a long loose vest that falls between my butt and knees. The clothes were convenient for the extra pounds I´ve packed on while living with the community because of the wonderful fresh breads and cookies that are constantly being transported from their home bakery to my mouth.
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