Don't Drink the Water

Life is getting back to normal around here. The strike has been called off until the 7th of March and schools are finally being able to start classes. If you go at the right time to the market you pass hundreds of students, and all of them are in search for the Truth. They don't want to be handed something and told, "Here, this is who you are."
Yesterday morning was also the first time I went to play soccer and had the opportunity to meet several new people. In the afternoon a few of us helped a guy get food items to experiment cooking food that foreigners would like. He hopes to open his restaurant soon. Spaghetti was a success, and so was the grilled chicken sandwich. In return his mom cooked us dinner. They were very hospitable but we couldn't drink the water they were serving us, but we didn't want to be rude and not drink it. So when they were out of the room Jimmy would let us know when the coast was clear and Jesse pulled out an empty water bottle in his bag, but that filled up rather quickly. We spotted some thirsty looking plants in their living room, so we took care of those as well. Our stomachs were happy and our hosts were happy.