First off let's talk about flying. I went from SLC to St. Paul Minnesota... Don't ask my why I went there first I don't know! There I had an 8 hour layover... Yay for sleeping in airports! I then flew to Atlanta where I had just enough time to hop on my flight to Honduras. I arrived in Honduras with 3.5 hours to wait for my flight to La Ceiba! If you've ever flown Delta... You know they have a little thing that shows you the percent of how on time the flights are... From Atlanta to San Pedro Sula.... N/A Honduras doesn't work that way. So my 3.5 hours turned to 4 really fast. Then 4.5. Then 5. Ha ha any guess if it keeps going from there? With my battery on my phone being at 12% we got on the plane to La Ceiba. Which! Turned out to be worth the wait as it was the best flight of them all. Totaling all of maybe 20 minutes which felt like 5 we never got to cursing altitude and flew in the clouds like we were in heaven.
These photos don't even do justice to the flight or that you could actually see!
So for the nerds.... Who knows what plant all those ones are? Or mostly are?
Well if you guessed pineapple you are correct! Honduras provides Dole with their pineapples. (New appreciation for Honduras for Dole in Disney!)
So Sunday evening we get to our new home... (We being Carly, another volunteer... Don't worry lady's back home, we aren't allowed to date each other) after getting all my stuff in my room and pacing forever just taking it all in, I sit on my bed. Cue the culture shock. It hit me square across the face like Babe Ruth hitting a home run. Holy cow just doesn't cut it. Nor does it fit for this part of the world.
I couldn't believe what I had done, and what I was doing. Next came the homesickness. Not even going there though. Let's just say it's a good thing there weren't any more flights back out of the country that day. I'd have been on one.
I only slept well that night because of how tired I was.
The next morning was better. But then again it had to be. I started my day at 6:30 in the morning. Which for some of you who don't know. Is still 6:30 Utah time. Which would be great.... Considering the sun comes up before that. And he's to bed before 7.
So what had I been doing the last two days. Besides trying to stay sane, I'm doing Spanish! Before I begin, let me say I love Spanish and I want to know it soo bad....... Begin
I HATE SPANISH! Es muy difícil! There is no way I'm ever going to know it.
So... Why I am not in the hospital then? Well because I need to know more Spanish to actually be useful there. I haven't felt like more of a bump on a log. But then again I'm saying this as I reminisce over how difficult today was, and the fact that I still have homework... Es cierto, tarea, en Honduras! ¿Quien llame para este?!! And if you're impressed with that and unsure why I'm complaining, I looked half that up. And ask someone, it's probably wrong.
But in all seriousness, I'm really feeling useless with Spanish. I know everyone does but it's even more discouraging hearing it everywhere and not even understanding a little bit.
It's just a good thing Netflix works here too! :) teehee!
So we will see what the rest of this week has to offer because lesbihonest, I'm taking things a minute at a time right now. And I'll let y'all know.
Till then, thank you so much for the love and support!!! I have received so much since getting here as its not been the easiest thing ever. If you ever want to get a hold of me email me at tonyloaf@yahoo.com.
Buenas noche!
Anthony!
