The rains have been heavy throughout the country, causing great problems in some areas. It’s been fairly constant in our area for almost three weeks, so there are high rivers which we can’t cross and mudslides are a common danger. The other day we were coming back to Mocomoco from a visit to Wilalcala… to deliver window glass now that the windows are in place. In Milichina, a village that pertains to the parish of Italaque, we have to cross a bridge. On the other side, there’s a steep slope above the road that’s made of black earth and stones. The water courses down the slope with a vengeance in the rainy season, and we often encounter a blocked road. We did this day. I paused for a moment as we removed rocks and mud by shovel, pick and hand to take a picture of my hardworking co-workers, Diego and Flora. With the help of two truck drivers who were stuck there with us, we cleared the ay after about two hours as nightfall came. We were caked with mud. Delightful!
On another delightful note, Father José Emilio Torres Motta, C.M., is here! he arrived today from Lima, Perú, to join the mission. He’s a wonderfully afable man, with a great love for the poor. He’ll join Fr. Cyril in Italaque after he becomes accustomed to the altitude, since he worked at sea level in Pisco, Perú. We had a nice chat, and shared pannetone and mate de coca. He’s happily resting in his room here in El Alto.
Finally, it’s hard to describe how beautiful things can be, wherever you are. You’ve seen pictures of the young faces of our folks in Mocomoco, as well as pictures of the landscape, traditions, and people of both the Altiplano and temperate Cochabamba. Here’s one of La Paz at night, taken with my cell phone when we were at Flora’s house in La Paz, celebrating a memorial Mass for her recently deceased Mom. God sure can paint.