This morning after I dropped Julio off at school, I joined Alfredo and Marcos for a trip to one of the Universities. Alfredo is our first graduate, and will start classes in January. We did a little exploring, but were disappointed when we inquired about the entrance exams for his chosen major. His major won’t be offered next year. Which means that none of the Universities here in Cochabamba have the major that he wants. And different from the states, you have to know your major upon entrance, and if you change it, nothing transfers.
We were bummed. So we went to eat Salteñas at Marcos’ sister’s restaurant. Feeling better, we got to talking. Most of the work for this major would be found in Santa Cruz. And we were pretty sure that the universities there would have the major. So we picked up Julio and headed back to the BLC. We checked it out on the internet, and sure enough, the first place we check had it! Alfredo was a little nervous about the idea of leaving Cochabamba. He has never lived anywhere else. He was also worried about not knowing anyone. But we do have the church plant in Santa Cruz, so he will have a place to stay, and he will know a few people. I talked to him about my own trek from Oklahoma to Florida for the University, and he started feeling a bit more confident. He declared that if he just joined a game of soccer, he would leave with friends. Cocky. But true. Next step is getting permission and then entrance exams!
Happy Thanksgiving by the way! It is not a holiday here, but I am going to have dinner at the Pastor’s house tonight. More tomorrow!
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