Our crew...

These are the folks I was around most of the time. On the left is Hulda Rut Cam Espinoza, but we just called her Hulda or Rut (she looks just like Rosario Dawson). She was Carrie's translator. Carrie Hamilton is right next to her . She's also a member of Concord Baptist. In between me and Carrie is Priscila Quiroz Tippe. She was my translator, and bodygaurd. She was fearless.
Like I said, we spent almost all day long together, and for me and Carrie, our translators were the only ones who we could talk to. We didn't see our friends from North America from 9:00am until around 10:pm. Everyone became close friends with their translators. Without them, we couldn't do a thing. Even I picked up a little Spanish, but I didn't even know enough to read through a coloring book.
Not only did Hulda and Priscila translate for us, but they really did look out for us. They let us know when we were in a bad place, and shouldn't take out money or a camera...things like that. Also, they watched what we ate and I know they kept me from getting sick all week. As soon as we said goodbye, I ate some bad ice on the way home and was sick for a week.
Hulda and Priscila became really good friends of ours in just a few days. Me and Carrie will always miss them.