A frosty January day
The reconstruction of the guest house continues. Now that it is winter the men who were coming only on Sundays are here all week. We are really making progress but it is tiring seven days a week. I hate to be the one to complain because I am not actually doing the work. I just have to keep hot water on the stove for tea and check their progress from time to time. Sometimes I have to go get some building materials for them. They are the ones that are working so hard. It is such heavy work and they never take a day off. They come from Moldavia. I saw a TV program about Moldavia the other day. It is the poorest country in the ex Soviet Russia. The average pay for a days work in Moldavia is just one dollar. So I guess they learn to work hard or die of hunger. I’m so grateful that they are working for us.