Agis is my girl.  We've been buddies since sometime after she was 18 months old and got over being terrified of me.

 She was very proud to count the numbers of kids in diffrent families in the houses next to her.  Then she counted the other kids about her size and counted up their yonger siblings (This could be brother and sisters but also cousens or other family).  "Only Mira (on the left) dosn't have any little siblings.  I have 3."  "Oh really?" I asked.  "Ya.  Firman, (her cousen above on the right) the one in Ija's tummy, and the one in Tanta Prue's tummy."

Agis also tole me that she plans to give Ija's and my baby a doll.  I asked, "Your not going to give one to Firman?"  "No, boys don't play with dolls." she tells me.  Ija and I are suposed to be having little girls.  Ija's should come any day now.

 Stick fighting is a traditinal martial art here.  It draws a big croud when they have an event.

 Just like at the fair, there are lots of food sellers.  This father and son enjoying meat balls wraped in noodles and then fryed.  The girls are haveing grilled corn and boiled soybeans.

 The stick fight between Superman and Batman was the best one of the day in my oppinon. :o)

 I waned to go to Little India while we were in Singapore so Hector took me on my birthday.  I love the colors!

 The photo I wish I had taken while is Singapore and didn't was 100 Singaporeans all lined up single file on the left side of the escalator.  That country is so organized.

 We have had two wonderful girls here visiting us from Mexico and we took them swimming.

 My adopted "father" was there fishing near where we were swimming and caught a

 shark!

 But after this the girls and I went back to swimming although they asked if I thought there might be more sharks around and how dangerous they would be. :o)  The girls decided that they were never going to come out of the water.

My birthday lunch... My plan was to have peanut butter sandwiches that I had packed for the trip and then didn't eat but we'd buy ice cream at McDonald's so that we could sit in the air conditioning.  But Hector ordered me fries and nuggets too because he knows I love junk food. :o)  If you can read the box of nuggets it says, "a good source of happiness."  I enjoyed it.

This is what happened to us... we made a dumb mistake and overstayed our visa 10 days.  It's not a real big deal, we just had to pay a fine but fine X 10 X 2 = BIG mistake.  But we were trapped like this little bird and all we could do was pay the fine.  Then I was talking to a friend living in another country about how she felt helpless because she had to have input from 3 people before she could make decisions....  Sometimes living over seas is just summed up by this painting.

 We got to spend part of a wonderful day at the beach with friends!  It's hard to believe anybody could live in a place as beautiful as this!

 This is part of the process in making hand dyed batik fabric.  They are outlining the design in wax so that the cloth can be dipped in die.  The waxed parts will be a lighter color than the rest of the fabric.

 The layers of color can be made into any kind of picture.

 On Sunday we went for a drive, "walking walking."

 Every body's got a watter buffalo.  And they decided to race them.  I tried to talk Hector into bringing one home to live in our broken fish pond in our front "yard."  He didn't go for it... I still don't have a buffalo of my own. :o)

 They remove the plow, still sometimes used to plow rice fields, and the racers stand on the wooden runners.

 This guy is the jockey's assistant and it's his job to chase the buffalo out of the starting line screaming.

 Just good clean fun! :o)

 We then continued our trip north.  This island is so beautiful.

 And on the way home we stopped along the side of the road to enjoy the view and a grilled corn pick nick.