Friday, June 21, 2013
11 Hours!
We started in Mary’s small “saloon” and finished at our house at 1:30am. But I have braided hair, and THAT WAS THE GOAL! The best thing about sitting for that long, is the amazing view into the life of a single African women that I am privileged to hear and experience! Different men calling her on the phone, friends passing by telling her things about her that they shouldn’t even know, stories about landlords, memories of her childhood, and theories on faith. So, besides the numbness of the rear end and the crick in my neck, it was really fun! 
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