I've always known I was a wuss...

But It gets pretty clear when everyone around knows more and can do more. I've always been amazed by Jim watching him remake his house. You never want to think that you're the weaker guy but lifting his damned heavy dining table proved not only is he clearly stronger than me but man I just punk out after a few hours and everyone else seems to be able to keep going; amusing since I'm usually the energizer bunny convincing people 3am is a perfectly fine bed time for normal adults.

Also, you know you're a wuss when you can't move any more and the trip leader is like 'this is a light day and it was nowhere near as hot as it normally gets'. Well shit. I need to learn to man up.

Well, yesterday was all bus ride and today was all work. The build's been interesting. We're essentially doing finishing work by doing the interior mortaring on a cement block house. I don't know if you've tried, but 'slapping' a trowel full of mortar onto a wall and getting it to stick ain't like seeing if the spaghetti's done. Most of it splatters right back at you and then falls on the ground until you have the technique down. I don't. Apparently kc's ahead because of the many nights replastering her walls

I have absolutely no idea if what we're doing is actually useful to anyone here. I feel like our masons could have easily done what we did in half the time and without having to fix so much. Hopefully by the end we'll be good enough to make this a net positive. Either way I'm psyched for the Sunday soccer match against the locals. I need me some football with Ghanians to make up for Landon and the boys. Hopefully no one feigns a 4 minute injury like the world cup.

Wifi is spotty and slow. Unclear if picks will come through. You'll have to settle for listening to me go on. KCs posting from the same account but I think you'll be able to figure out who's talking.