Though normally Stacy goes to the market on Tuesdays, she went today because she was running out of things to cook. I went with her and got to experience it all first-hand. I have only picked up a few words since my arrival, so all the Malagasy kept asking Stacy, "She doesn't speak Malagasy?" And she'd try to explain that I just got here. Regardless, they wondered why I would not be able to speak their language. I guess since they've never ventured beyond Madagascar (and many haven't even left Betroky), they don't understand that there are millions of languages spoken all around the world.
Marc and Stacy had several visitors throughout the day. In their office hey have many books that they loan out to pastors, teachers, etc. to use as resources. They have books in Malagasy, French, and English. So a pastor and another pastors' son stopped by, an English teacher stopped, and several others came to visit, as well. Stacy said it usually happens that way: either they have a ton of visitors in one day or none at all.
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