And on the eighth day, they rested . . .
Work continued apace on the 7th day. What we had thought might be a day containing a huge hole of free-time for personal and touring time, turned into an almost manic time for nearly everyone to work projects to conclusion.
The pictures below demonstrate the "sweat equity" the Martha's Table crew put out.
Back at the church, yours truly was the church secretary for the morning, and in the afternoon the one who got to finish taking off the four pancake-looking old glue globs that used to hold each of the 60 or so missing ceiling tiles. Other jobs including brush clearing, and after-school kids interaction.
After work, we headed off to a West African cuisine restaurant in Adams Morgan. Travis challenged us to eat outside our comfort zone. We knew that it would be a different evening when James Whitt took a spoonful of very spicy soup, and had to evacuate the table in search of water. Fish, goat, manioc (cassava), stews, and spiced, dark rice were examples of some of our non-comfort food experiments.
The rest of the evening was free, for packing, or last-minute things. We were getting up at 5:00 on the 8th Day in order to avoid a major marathon closing off lots of Washington's streets, including 16th Street outside the church building.
That 5:00 call came, and we went, an uneventful drive "home".
I'll let others comment on the trip in the Comments section, what it meant to them. Here are the pictures (photographer unattributed at this time).
Sunday, March 21, 2010
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Great photos!
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