Every ten meters there are someone new, greeting us, waving at us and running alongside Betsy as if we were Royalties or circus clowns on display. We don't know if its pure curiosity, friendlyness or their way of welcoming strangers, but after ten months we are still not tired of being cheered at. Its more often than not, that the children have high hopes for sweets, pens, money or other gifts, but who cares...