Monday, July 17, 2006

Day 5- Honduras Trim

Sitting waiting for the bus back to San Pedro Sula. Its a bright warm morning and the sun seems to wash things out. We are in good spirits and have enjoyed our time here, but we have seen enough of La Ceiba. It poured last night. The hotel we stayed at was nice with good d├ęcor and clean. All of Honduras seems to use the same brand of cleaner so I have now associated this sweet pungent smell with Honduras. The staff were very nice and helpful. The hotel was called
Bahia Una. It is new. Only opened about 2 months ago. There has been no time for things to get run down here yet. But! I saw my first roach here. We figured out that they came up through the floor drain in the bathroom. Keeping a towel over the drain kept them out. We had about 4 and big brave Papa took care of them no problem.
We are now sitting next to the bus station at a large grocery store that the power went out and is running on generators so it's kind of noisy. A small generator is running the whole store. The lights are out. I'm sure most of the power goes to the coolers and as you walk into the store you have to check your bags into a cubby. A theft deterant. I'm eating yogurt bought from the grocery. Papa strikes up a conversation with a little boy about 9 or 10 years old who was in search of money and food for the family. The boy is eyeing Papa's pop and asks how much it costs. Papa hands him a little money and he runs into the store. He comes out a minute later with a can of pop happily taking a few conservative sips. Papa was drinking a bottle of pop. Obviously this boy was smart to buy the cheaper can and pocket the change for later or maybe to bring home to his mother who he said was going to try and get some eggs to eat later. I can tell he is a very polite little boy. No shoes and he was not in school. Why must it be this way?...but I can't answer this question so I just ask God to provide and thank Him for my blessings.
On the bus. The scenery is the same. All along houses and stretches of farm lots. African Palm trees grown huge and offer peaceful shade below. These are a big cash crop. Pineapple and sugar cane fields are also common along the roadside. Some houses are decent with gates, but most homes are run down. Laundry is done everyday by hand, most likely on the stone washers. Then all hung up to dry. It is everywhere -all the time. All things are done by hand. Laundry, to picking crops, to building homes, or any construction. Nothing seems to be finished. Everything is either half built or is completely falling apart.
The laundry goes on and on and on...It is the colorful trim across the Honduras landscape.

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