This morning got off to a hilarious start! Since I had earlier created fire with my trusty hairdryer had asked for a new one to be delivered this morning. My words were. My blow dryer is broken could you please leave one at my door and gave my room number. I’m in the shower and hear banging, jump out, grab clothes, open my door and there stands a guy with a toolbox and he says ” I’m here to fix your door mam!” Language barrier-i guess broken and door were the key words of the day! I standing there dripping, trying to explain so others are called ( this is the norm, every conversation is a community event) to interpret. One woman takes my hand and says “come with me”. Note I am barefoot and dripping. She walks me to another building, opens the door, says “come” and proceeds to walk through multiple family’s living spaces where they are just rising for the day, into a room with a crazy electrical outlet with a blowdryer plugged in. She put it in my hand and says “pretty hair mam!” So what is one to do? I stood there and blowdryer my hair with about 10 pairs of eyes on my every move. When finished they offered me morning tea with them. I felt like one of the family so of course my answer was yes! It wasn’t even 8:00a.m. yet-Great start!