Arrivals

Welp never thought id actually say thing, but im sitting in an internet cafe in honduras. finally. getting here was no easy feat. a 230 wake up call brought us to the d.c. airport at around 330 where the staff of american airlines proceeding to defy the laws of logic with their incomprehensible incompetence. i cant even get into the details of their stupidity, but lets just leave it at many ppl in the group were stranding waiting inthe check out line for approx 1.5 hours and had to run to make the 7 am flight. to make matters worse, our flight was delayed over an hour in miami becuase, apparently, american airlines has some secret personal vendeta against me. we finally arrived in teguc around 330, drove to santa lucia, a tiny hamlet town inthe mountains surrounding the city about a 30 mins drive away, where we met our host families and went back to their homes for dinner, decanza (rest), shower and bed. i was mmost def conked out by 830.
this morning i awoke at a casual 645 am to make it to training at 730, which lasted for EIGHT HOURS. during that time i had the pleasure to acquire a handful of knowledge about things i never thought id be an expert in, like dengue fiver (there are four strands and in severe case you CAN die from internal bleeding, fyi)
my host family is rockin. i live with maribel and her husband, cristobal. they are prob in their mid 60s and have been hosting peace corp volunteers for almost 20 years. they ahve a son, tito, whose married and has a 2 year old named adrianna (who, it pretty much can go without saying, is obsessed with me). tito his wife and daughter all live with us so its a full house.
theres so much more to say but a) im pooped and 2) i dont know how much this costs per min so im gonna try to cut my losses before im forced to walk out on a bill and start to make some real enemies in this town of approx 200
paz y amor.peace and love. more TK...