Hope

A wonderful day for the fair! Last night my sisters, cousin and I slipped of to the "fair" that is I'm not sure if it's in town or if it always is. It consists of four rides that in terms of me and my friends "sketchy" the fear wouldn't be of the ride, but of it breaking. The Carousel had unmoving horses with drawn on eyes by black sharpie and the paint was so chipped that white became the color of all the horses. As we were walking to the fair I met two other of my 40000 cousins and they tagged along. It was amazing how quickly they welcomed me in. They held my hands instantly (what all the girls do here) it was really nice at the fair we laughed, ate and watched soccer which I got reprimanded many times for wearing my Olympia flip flops because there is a huge rivalry between the two here. But it was the first night I really felt happy and at peace here. Though I still feel extraordinary lonely but, there is hope.