In our division of labors, Amy did the laundry 95% of the time. But last night Ben had to resort to me. At 6 pm he realized that he needed clothes for his week-long school trip to a remote Andean village to do a 'community service project'. Luckily, we live in a desert where it is so dry the dew point is below freezing and you really can hang clothes at night on our rooftop clotheslines and they will be dry by morning. In this case, they needed to be dry by 4:30 am, which is when Ben had to be at school with all of his stuff. We don't even own a drier, so I was happy when I woke up and sure enough, they were dry. Even blue jeans. Our kids attend a school attended by, let's say, 'well-resourced kids.' Many of our kids' classmates live in fancy homes and their parents drive fancy cars. Ironically, Ben, having spent 8 years of his life in Abancay, will have had more experience that most of his classmates being in remote, 'poorly-resourced' Andean villages! He was so excited about his trip he said that he wasn't sure if he had slept at all last night. Hopefully, he got some sleep on the 7- to 10-hour bus ride today.
Oh, yes. I almost forgot. I had to go to a notary to sign an 'authorization to travel' but this time, since it was within the country, it was simple and quick.
