Today I stepped in crap

It's Sunday morning and we leave base @ 9am and get to church at 9:30 but the service doesn't start until 10am.  Why we leave at 9 I do not know, just one of many advantages of living in team housing, relying on team transportation and having little to none liberties.  So rather than sitting for 30 minutes, I walked around the city of Tacloban looking for breakfast.  I found a great little shop selling cinnamon rolls and bought two (for .50 cents!) and I was enjoying them so intently I didn't notice the mound of freshly laid dog excrement.  I caught my right heel right in it.  "Did I just step in crap?" I wondered to myself.  The laughter of a local boy sitting across the street confirmed that yes indeed, my shoe was now covered in crap.  I looked back to confirm but really the over the top loud laughter was all the confirmation I needed.  I was embarrassed., then annoyed, then I wanted to punch that kid in the face, then I realized that it was actually hilarious and I would definitely be laughing too if I saw someone step in crap because they were two fistin' cinnamon rolls like an American who eats rice 12 times a week.  Truth be told, it's good to hear laughter coming from a city full of despair and sadness.  This week I read a report that 30 more bodies were discovered this month.  Still, 100 days after the storm, bodies are still being buried.  If stepping in crap bring laughter to some punk kid, show me where the next pile is.  Actually scratch that, that's gross.  It is good to hear a kid laugh though- even if it's at my own expense.