Sunday

Sunday, we had the opportunity to sleep in a bit and rest. A couple of the women and Dave Solt (probably not a necessary clarification) went shopping. Stefan, Josh, Nick, and I, after exploring the city a bit, went up to the school where we will be holding English camp. There are some soccer fields there (I say fields loosely. I've seen no grass in Granada. They were actually basketball type courts with soccer nets at either end). Josh and Stefan joined in a pickup game with a bunch of young-to-middle-age Spaniards. They didn't do too bad at all. Made America proud.
We had lunch at the convent. Some of us worked on the English lesson plans for the next day. Church was at 7 so we took off at 6.
Church was really great. Patrick Guarracino preached and someone from the team translated into Spanish. Singing worship in Spanish was really cool, reminding us that the church is global. We went back to the convent and had dinner around 9:30 (so weird).
BTW - forgot to mention. Our luggage did get there on Saturday night. All except Erin's poor thing. She finally got hers last night.