Yo tengo pinkeye.

Life in Mexico is both ridiculously hard and ridiculously wonderful. After almost a week and a half of pain, squinting, runny eyes, and (finally) not being able to open up my eyes at night, I decided that something more than just dry eyes was going on. So... I went to the doctor tonight. After she examined me eyes with a cell phone flashlight, she told me I had "conjuntiva," or conjuntivitis... pinkeye. Sweet. I'm taking the medicine, though, and I think it's already helping. It's hard to beat 27 peso eye drops, too. (That's roughly $2.50 USD)

Angie, our exchange coordinator, issued us two challenges for the week: 1) don't be at the house unless you're with a Mexican or there for an activity, and 2) don't take part in any activities as a group of 10. She's concerned we're using each other and the house as a crutch, and she doesnt want that. It's hard, but I agree with her. So... we'll see how it goes. I think it'll be okay, and I look forward to seeing how God uses this time.

I wake up most mornings feeling concerned about the day, but it's amazing to see the peace that God provides during my quiet time. I never doubt that I am supposed to be here, and that is amazing. I feel most alive, most secure, and most at peace when I am with people. Trips out for dinner, washers at the house, singing worship, or just talking makes me feel so good. I'm not normally an extrovert, but I think I am finally blessed enough to learn the lesson of community in the positive way, instead of the "man, I wish I weren't home alone without any of my community" way. Two of my team members hung out over here tonight, and we had such an awesome conversation. God is pretty awesome.

I should go to bed... we want to go to see some pyramids tomorrow, and we have to get over to the meeting place by 8:45 to see if there are any tickets left over. We're crossing our fingers. Hopefully, pictures and stories will soon appear on the travel blog. Cross your fingers. =)