Another truly enlightening moment on the trip was walking into a village and finding a church service to attend one rainy Sunday morning. Find it we did and the service touched us all. Though the songs were not in our language we followed along and sang in their native tongue (what that was we will still don't know) and the preacher even delivered a special sermon in English for the five of us that attended. By the end, we were up at the front of the congregation leading songs and teaching them hand motions. Just as true a native experience as we could possibly hope for.