The church hunt continued this morning. New churches are so overwhelming, particularly when they speak another language. Although, Mexicans do do welcoming well. Pretty much when we walked in the whole church came and kisses us.

This was well…an experience. It was a rather pentecostal church which was rather full on. Although easy to understand. I did like that. And the best part was they had lots of dancers in costumes and a time when people ran around with flags and did conga lines. It was kind of like small scale Blackstump in Spanish. For some reason it’s so much more full on in another language. I think not going along with things feel more culturally inappropriate…like clapping and yelling, so you feel uncomfortable whatever you do.

I think a place where I belong has not yet been found.

This entry was posted on Sunday, February 25th, 2007 at 9:52 pm.