The day began at a very early hour – we left for the medical clinic in Izalco at 7:15. Before heading off, we had to load up the van with about 15 suitcases full of clothes, shoes, and medical supplies. We´re all proud of Carlos (our awesome bus driver) for climbing up on the roof and tying them all down with two pieces of string! We arrived in Izalco, Sonsonate at 8:30 to open the clinic for 9:00, and people were already lined up. The clinic was held in an old community centre, so we were in the shade for most of the day. While some people sorted pills, others were organizing the clothes and toys for the people. People of all ages lined up to see the doctor, who gave them prescriptions for medication, which the Interacters filled. In order to go through the whole process, everyone had to wait in three different time-consuming gargantuan lines – one to see the doctor, one to get their medication, and one to collect their donations. It really struck us that the Salvadoran people seem to be a lot more patient than us North Americans, because we were getting impatient, and we weren´t even the ones in line! The amount of time that the three lines took to get through took up most of the day, and with the sweltering heat, the time seemed to have doubled, but nobody complained at all. Some of us had a lot of fun picking out clothes for people, but most people thought the best part was playing with the kids while their parents got medication. We finished the clinic at about 1:30, and we all agreed that it was a day well-spent, and we helped a lot of people. However, we were all extremely hot and sweaty, so we were very happy to get an invitation to Villa Puros Churos, one of the Rotarians´ weekend homes. It was only once we got there that we really understood the huge class difference between the wealthy and the poor. Driving through the village before we got to the house showed us how little some Salvadorans survive on. Most of the houses were made from scrap metal and bricks, which were about the size of one of our bedrooms at home. But then we turned a corner, and we saw one of the nicest buildings we´ve ever seen in the world! There were at least 5 pools, a basketball court, a ping-pong table, a jungle gym, a soccer field, riding trails… the list goes on, and the owners don´t even live there during the week (their week home is in San Salvador)! But despite feeling guilty about the near-homeless living next door, we had a really good time. We heard the words ¨Our home is your home¨ a lot more than we hear in Canada. We had good food, good company, and before we knew it, the day was done. Hopefully the good times keep going – we were invited to sing karaoke tomorrow night!