On Monday afternoon we visited two hogars. Hogars are something like group homes for children who can’t live with their families or who don’t have families.
Maureen took us to one for young girls first. The staff at the hogar has so much to do to care for the girls, so the girls were anxious to get some attention when we came to visit. Roy and I ran around and gave piggyback rides for about 30 minutes until all we could tell the girls is “Estoy cansado—no puedo hacer mas” (“I’m tired—I can’t do any more”).
I’ll describe the hogars more later, but for now I thought I would share this picture of a Chilean girl and me at the hogar.