It was only one day that I was able to spend at the orphanage, and by the evening of that day I had returned to the church where I would stay the night before leaving early the next day for La Paz.
Although not all, many of the cities in South America have their own statue of the Christ up on top of a nearby hill.
That night was the last night of an Easter campaign in the plaza, run by this large church. As a guest, I was invited to join them in this large event. When I got there, it turned out to be church in the plaza with lots of dance and drama for the people that came by. People also moved through the crowd passing out tracts about Christ.
The building that houses the large church that looks after the orphanage.
After the event and returning all of the gear that had been used during it, I returned to my small room in the front corner of the church. The church had fed me and looked after me during my short stay here, and had even purchased my ticket to La Paz. Now I was in a guest room inside the church building, yet more evidence of their generousity. Sleep came quickly at 1am in the morning. Tomorrow would be an early start.
The Plaza of the Flags, where the church service was held, on the main street of Cochabamba.
The plaza was surrounded by rich beds of flowers everywhere.
Some girls dance before the crowd to a Christian song.
Preaching to the crowd that has gathered, as seen from the other side of the main