honduras

i was hoping to be able to post some pictures, but unfortuntaely i couldn´t find a computer to hook my camera up to...does that sentence make any sense?

nonetheless, whether in seattle or danli...i still feel the need for a little blogging ,o)

i have been learning so much these past four weeks, i hardly know what to say. never, could i have imagined the journey that awaited me when i boarded my plane for tegucigalapa last month.

honduras is a beautiful country...i wish i had more time to familiarize myself with all the wonderful cities and mountain villages and colonial towns...but that will have to wait for another trip. i have been blessed to spend my time in an incredible little town on the south-ish side of the country. i have met some great people as well.

i´ve become friends with a group of guys who have been so gracious to include me in their daily outings and weekend adventures during my stay in danli. i guess it would logically follow that a place like this clinic -- where visitors from the u.s. and canada are regularly visiting -- would attract those twenty-something guys in the city who are looking to polish their english skills and perhaps gain a connection or two for future attempts at crossing the border. but these guys are looking for a lot more than a good hook-up. in fact, most of them have learned that any connection they make with us fickle north-americans usually proves fairly futile. nevertheless, they have been an encouragement and an inspiration to me. in the face of much greater odds than myself, they have some pretty big ambitions and dreams for their lives.

i thought i might come here and be an encourgaement to others, when in fact, just the opposite has occured. my friends have taught me so much in my short time here. above all, i have seen this country through their eyes -- a gift that is beyond description. it is much more fun than i would have thought to spend my weekend catching jalones to the swimming pool and then sneaking half of my friends in for an afternoon of some chill time. in fact, it is pretty fun to do just about anything with their latin attitude...where everything is always cheque ,o)

don´t get me wrong, there is plenty of work to be done -- these people know hard work better than i ever would. and my days are filled with some long hours at the clinic...and so many stories i wish i had time to relate...but you realize, at the end of the day, what really matters is that you are part of a community where you will always have a friend who´s there to laugh with you, who will chat about anything and everything -- and who is never afraid to tell you like it is. that is honduras. and i really like it.