Getting high at Bazian

Ha, ha, just kidding.

We had get high up on scaffoldings to paint our last project in Bazian, at the children's Cultural Center.

Sidenote:
It's been raining this whole week so we've been struggling to find the right time to paint without it getting washed off an hour later.
On Tuesday, we were battling rain and hail. We had to hold up a banner over our heads to protect the wet paint. We lost the battle. Over four hours of work, wasted away, right in front of our eyes...

Hakuna matata, no worries, it's in the past.

This morning at 7am, we woke up to a beautiful sky and and shining sunlight. Perfect! We're off to Bazian to finish our last mural. We get in the car, driving 10 minutes, when all of a sudden...A STORM IS SUMMONED UPON THIS EARTH.

Straight up showers, a tsunami on the road, the grey sky lights up every so often as lightning erupts from above.

We barely left home to go paint, and we already have to head back. Stupid, stupid water falling from the sky.

To drown our sorrows, we head to the Bazaar! (See previous posts: Bazaar is a market place in Sulaymaniyah). We go straight to the gazo pastry shop, and eat our pain away.

Dramatic morning, but long story short, the sun came out again! And we made it to Bazian on time! 

Even Mr. Rachid painted. And what a splendid job he did.

Who wants to see the before and after pictures? *The crowd goes wild* That's what I thought.

Drum rolls please!

BEFORE

AFTER 

But of course, it started to rain again an hour after we left Bazian. We are crossing our fingers that the paint was dry and nothing leaked. Otherwise, it's going to be round 2 tomorrow morning.

CURSES!