Making friends along the way...

This weekend we drove to the east coast of the island and to have lunch.  We weren't there long before we were invited by another family to head down to the water because they were celebrating the National Day of Colors, an Indian Festival, and thought we might want to join their celebration.  I immediately wanted to say, "now, we love Jesus so...".

Instead we walked around and asked a couple of very friendly Indian families what the festival was all about.  We heard everything from "a day to welcome the new harvest" to "a day where cultures of every color come together as one" but nobody ever made reference to a religious holiday so we decided to stick around for a while.  There was singing, dancing and lots of paint being thrown about.  And in the end, only only Hannah was able to escape being doused with colors!  Such friendly people around here.  I'm really going to miss this...