Happy Easter! As my Russian teacher told me on skype this morning, Xristos Voskresen (Christ is Risen!). We crammed into a darkened meeting room at World Vision on Saturday evening with all the English-speaking Catholics in Phnom Penh dripping candle wax on each other, and imitated the procession to the tomb while a deep-voiced Khmer woman sang the entire liturgy. Puck fell asleep, because the service was so long, and Ernest, not wanting to extinguish his candle, let the scalding wax run down his hand and onto his foot. The place was packed to the rafters, and it was a special feeling to be part of that community, even if we are the only ones eating chocolate eggs in a Buddhist country.
We hunted for hard-boiled eggs that the Khmer bunny hid, and found milk chocolate chickens, because there weren't any chocolate bunnies.
Love to all of you back in the States!