Hallo an alle, das hier ist mein erster Eintrag der um eine Woche verspätet kommt, weil ich Probleme hatte das hier hochzuladen. Dieser Eintrag ist auf Englisch aber es wird auch ab und zu Einträge auf deutsch geben.

Hello everyone! This is going to be my first blog entry. I chose to write this in English so that it is accessible to more people. There are probably still going to be some entries in German.

 My journey started on Wednesday, September 11th, when we took our first flight to Frankfurt. It had a delay of an hour, but we still got our flight to São Paulo. After a long and sleepless flight of 12 hours, we arrived in São Paulo at 5 a.m. and waited for our flight at 9:35. After our final flight to Santa Cruz, we finally arrived at our destination. We were greeted by Padre André, a lovely man who first invited us to eat at his house. Then he showed us around the big campus of the Don Bosco projects. We live in a big house with a lot of other volunteers from Italy, Spain and Guatemala. The house is nice; I’ve got a small room for myself with a bathroom. Nothing special. Very simple, but fine. Then we went to the city to exchange some money and get a SIM card. The exchange course is very advantageous, for the moment, we got 11.40 BOL for one Euro. Rodrigo, another volunteer from Spain, showed us around the city. Then we followed up by going to the local market just next to our house. We ended up going to sleep very early because we were very tired from our journey. 

The next day, we spent some time in the morning in the Hogar Don Bosco. One place where around 100 Boys live, eat and sleep. Most of these boys don’t have a safe Home or are better here. That’s why they come to live in this community, where they have a roof, food and a bed. When we arrived, we were greeted by everyone, and every single boy wanted to talk to us and find out our name. The educators are also really nice. We played some games until the ‘almuerzo’. Before eating, we were greeted by a song that all the kids Sang for us. It was so sweet. Then we prayed and ate. The food was fine, I thought I’d be worse. I could really eat because I got overwhelmed by questions. It’s not that easy to understand the kids sometimes because they speak strong street slang, and on top of that, I need to get users to speak Spanish. I don’t know which project I’m going to end up working in because we need to wait for our coordinator, who comes back from Brazil on Monday. In the evening, we dined and after dinner, the kids had a dancing class that was really fun! I’ll keep you guys up to date every couple of weeks!