Monthly Archives: August 2012

Day 1
Warning… Internet is a bit questionable at this point. But my roommate and I are stealing from the shop downstairs 😉 So if your reading this.. consider yourself lucky 😉
After saying goodbye to my dad in Houston i had my last cup of Starbucks, Einsteins and waited to board for San Pedro Sula. I was fortunate to have a whole row to myself so I slept the whole plane ride, only to be woken up with horrible dreams. (dreams about coming down here… not very convenient considering my plane was in route). We flew over the Island of Rotan and the coral reefs. It was beautiful. The crystal blue water.. In that moment I looked over the window, as I sat on a plane with a group of people none of who spoke English…… and I realized how great and big the god of the world is. How he looks at even the smallest speck on the worlds map and designs and creates it so it has his image impressed upon it. In those moments as well I remembered why I was coming, why I chose to move here and that each day I hope I look at each face and each person as though god did the very moment he created them.  He says you are beautifully and wonderfully made.. he whispers in their ear and tells them you are mine.
I quickly overcame my fear as I passed through customs smoothly,  grabbed my luggage and walked out of customs. I looked and looked and could not find anyone wtih a name for the school so I decided to walk around a bit. The airport has 3 terminals only and was very small… not scary as some mentioned. I have found that Wendys, Dunkin Donuts are staples in Honduras. Good to know 🙂 I soon found our group, Faye from Manchester, Matt from Ohio, Thomas from Houston, Nick from North Carolina and his friend from Munich… Along with them was Shelly who drives the van each day to take us to school… He drove like a champ in what was similar to a horrible nascar race…
We piled in a 15 passenger van with all of our things and ventured on what was a bit of a typical central american car ride… no concept of traffic, man in the road in a wheel chair, broken down cars, children running on the side of the road. THe country to say the very very least is very poor. Average Honduran makes 300 usd a month. We stopped by a similar superstore to that of Walmart in the states (that was for you Meagan) to stock up on things for our house, my list included, flip flops (yes I forgot them), a yoga mat, coffee pot, towels, a pillow, a football and well… that was it. We were told our apartment is being finished at the moment so it was tough to anticipate what to buy.
We stopped quickly at wendys for lunch and an hour half later we are at the lake in Pena Blanca. The school is nestled back by the lake and is simply beautiful. Town is shaped like a T and our apartment is above a Chinese Restaurant and consists of what used to be retail shops they converted to our bedrooms.. HUGE Rooms. Parents from the school who’s kids are on scholarship were cleaning and building the apartment as we walked in. Around 8 people or so, all working hard for our arrival. We have beautiful tile floors that will be dirty I am sure all the time… dust seems to collect. Faye and I died laughing at how we will live in such a large place. ( at this moment about 12 different men are trying to decide how they will install Internet in such a large place)
We have a patio/ deck. No railings yet so it is a bit scary but it overlooks a yard of green lush tress, bushes, trash and our neighbors are cooking breakfast outside right now. Stray dogs are everywhere, the rooster crows and unusual smells fill the air, often times the smell of smoke. There is no tax and or organized government so therefore their is no trash pick up so you must arrange for it yourself or burn it in your yard.
We then stopped by the boys house to see there pink cottage and yard filled with all sorts of fruits. We piled in a truck and drove to the nearby hotel that is owned but the same family that owns the school. They fed us for free and we then felt as though we were on some incredible resort. They took us out on Lake Yojoa and we watched as others danced and sang the best of the 80s and 90s. Pure joy and the lake was beautiful.
I learned that I will be teaching all subjects!!!!! YIKES!! and all in English. I do not know yet the grade but either way it will be fun. I can’t wait for PE. Suppose I am still a kid after all too…. When in doubt recess will be extended for the day.
This morning Monday, I mopped the floor and waited on one of the guys to go on a run and he never showed up. So instead I came back in, (We don’t have phones and I didn’t want to wander off alone to find him) and did some yoga inside… Faye washed her clothes on our porch this morning while I picked oranges from our tree and ate them. She already told me there won’t be any left because I will have eaten them all. (They are so good)
We are going to wander town today.. buy cell phones and a variety of things for our house that we need. The list is growing….
Towels, floor mats, paper towels, mirrors, place to put my clothes or build a clothes line…
With incredible joy and excitement from what is one beautiful country.. Many blessings to you all..
Pictures will soon follow 🙂

I am sitting at the airport, with my sister and her husband waiting on our plane to California. We are delayed… seems I have not had the best of luck traveling these days but in an hour we are on our way. You may ask Why California? Well, My cousin David is getting married in Long Beach so my final days in the states will be sunny Southern Cal with my family.

I turned in my keys to my apartment yesterday, drove my car up to winter park to store it (had a tough time finding the house, it was super dark and Meg and I got lost, funny story, but so not funny at the time), with the help of a recently acquired dear friend I was able to disconnect the battery, i have successfully  slept on the floor for four days and spent the last week with friends, all wishing me well in my new adventure. Thank you all for spending time, making time to say your goodbyes, I so appreciate all the kind words and encouragement. As for my goods, they are all in storage and all that remains are….two bags and a backpack. Nothing like cramming a year worth of life in a two bags.

I am not sure if excited is the right word to describe how I feel, in all honesty its the unknown and the change that I look forward too. I tend to forget that I will be teaching (Sounds silly I know, but when you are packing your life up to move for a year, your focus tends to be on the present and that is to make sure everything gets done in time before you have to leave; car insurance, notify bank that you will be country hopping, cancel your energy bill, pay final water bills, make sure your bills are paid, move out of an apartment, put your things in storage, say goodbye to friends, laundry… etc. the list continues……

Many of you have asked lots of questions and to be honest I do not know much at this point, rumor has it that I may teach 2nd grade! Which would be fantastic! However I am certain whatever classroom of children I am given they will be the perfect fit for me and teach me much more than I will ever teach them. I will post more on details, what my housing is like, what my life is like… so much to look forward too! I am told I will live with two other teachers but at this point I still have yet to know who they are…. so more on that as well.

As for a bit of timeline, I am in Long Beach until Saturday night, where my dad and I will take a Red Eye to Houston. (Business has him changing is plans which selfishly I am glad because we will fly together and he will see me off in Houston).. I leave the States at 8:49 Central Time from Houston..I arrive in San Pedro Sula on Sunday morning at 10:42 am. My bags are packed. Super excited that my big duffle, came in at 45 lbs. (50 is the limit) and my pack was 26 lbs only. (WHOO WHOO) Small victory that made my morning!

I will share more I am sure.. for now I will hang with my family..

My room for the last 4 days…

My battery.. Thanks to one of the greatest people I met, I was able to disconnect the battery and my dearest Meg Day drove me to Winter Park.

Will miss you car.. So long 8 months.

DIA Thursday Morning.. pre 8 hour delay….

Me and my life packed for 8 months.

Just me.. nervous, excited, afraid… all of the above.

Warmest Regards sent from the Rockies for the last time.
Will surely miss Colorado, it has been so good to me.

*** Should provide a disclaimer, that grammar, misspellings, mistakes are going to be frequent. I figure i am teaching kids how to properly speak english so I figure its ok if I have a place where I can just let my thoughts fall…

Stumbled upon this quote below by Martin Luther King. You should read it, so so good. I am off for a Sunday . Enjoy your day.

“If any of you are around when I have to meet my day, I don’t want a long funeral.

 And if you get somebody to deliver the eulogy, tell them not to talk too long.

And every now and then I wonder what I want them to say. Tell them not to mention that I have a Nobel Peace Prize—that isn’t important.

Tell them not to mention that I have three or four hundred other awards—that’s not important.

Tell them not to mention where I went to school.

I’d like somebody to mention that day that Martin Luther King, Jr., tried to give his life serving others.

I’d like for somebody to say that day that Martin Luther King, Jr., tried to love somebody.

I want you to say that day that I tried to be right on the war question. I want you to be able to say that day that I did try to feed the hungry.

And I want you to be able to say that day that I did try in my life to clothe those who were naked.

 I want you to say on that day that I did try in my life to visit those who were in prison. I want you to say that I tried to love and serve humanity.” -Martin Luther King Jr.

So profound, make me want to live a life close to this.