Hi friends, We've been carrying on work at the children's home and the schools. Jane's more or less recovered from the virus that had been plaguing her. She is happy about losing some weight. I'm glad she's gettting her energy back. We found a gym with a swimming pool, where she can go and that is her favorite exercise. I've been going with her and am feeling much more comfortable in the water. Maybe I'll try one of those just for fun triathelons...?
When we first came down here for 2 weeks at a time we wondered how we could make much difference in such a short time. Now We've been here 6 months and I still feel the same way. You see a lot that needs changing. You get to know people and see what they're up against and wonder what will happen 6 months down the road. I hope we've communicated that we care and left some good memories. I guess every goodbye is preparation for the last goodbye.
I've been talking to the kids about setting goals ( paso a paso a su pasion) and eating healthy so they'll be in shape to get there. I continue to work with a great group of poor, mostly unsupported women who have been working to make a living through microbusiness cottage industry. They liked the goal setting exercises, too. I'm encouraging them to make a personal contract, with a specific measurable step tied to their calendar, each week.
My latest project is to ge a basketball hoop set up at the children's home. Where do you find one around here? I found an idea on line for recycling an old bike into a hoop, using the handlebars, fork, and a wheel rim. Wish me luck.
Jane and I got off last week, celebrating her recovery and bringing a teacher from the school who was needing a refreshing. We went to Lake Yojoa, the one big lake in Honduras. It is the place to see birds, so we got up early, 530am, and hopped into a leaky boat rowed by an eight year old boy. He did good! I spelled him a couuple times and realized he was a much better rower than I. We wandered around the shoreline through sub tropical rain forest checking out the myriad trees, plants, butterflies, and other crawling creatures. Later we went to Pulhapanzak Falls. We didn't just look at this incredible falls 15 meters high, we went under it and behind it. Led by a guide we braved the "firehose" spray' sometimes holding on to each other so as not to fall down and not get lost, since we could barely open our eyes in that churning water. By the end I was washed ,rinsed ,and put through the ringer. What a rush!
Jane and I are reading Job, Do we serve God for love of Him or to get a blessing?Look at Job 13.15 In the morning I'm reading Acts, lately realizing how God is working in many many people all around me, even those I'd never suspect. He's a surprising God.
For you bird lovers, I think I identified the bird that every morning wakes us up singing "Did you pray?" He's an ocellated quail, Im pretty sure. Hope you're all well. Hasta luego! Gilberto.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Friday, July 31, 2009
Healing the Scars
Hi friends, this last week was quite a different experience for me. I joined with a team that included a doctor and 3 nurses (counting myself) but we weren´t treating people as patients. The team was engaged in praying for healing in the lives of the children and staff here at San Buenaventura and Flor del Campo. I was very flattered and challenged to be asked to translate for the team. I have often prayed for this ministry but it was different praying for each person individually and with the expectation that God´s Holy Spirit was near and willing to heal broken spirits and scarred hearts. At the same time I´m reading the New Testament book of Acts how God´s Holy Spirit was daily transforming individuals and communities. It´s got me thinking, too often we box God up with our ¨religion¨ and we need the faith to let Him loose right down here where we live our lives.
We´ve been here now almost 5 months and have only 5 or 6 weeks left. I´m thinking a lot about what kind of impact we´ve had, if and how and who might carry on the work we started. The Saturday hikes have helped me to make friends with a lot of kids, I´m going to miss them. I will be looking around for someone who´d like to to keep on with the hikes. I guess my biggest goal is to leave them with some really happy memories.
Though this is short I´m going to publish it. I´ll be back soon with some more of the story.
We´ve been here now almost 5 months and have only 5 or 6 weeks left. I´m thinking a lot about what kind of impact we´ve had, if and how and who might carry on the work we started. The Saturday hikes have helped me to make friends with a lot of kids, I´m going to miss them. I will be looking around for someone who´d like to to keep on with the hikes. I guess my biggest goal is to leave them with some really happy memories.
Though this is short I´m going to publish it. I´ll be back soon with some more of the story.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
To Belize and Back Again
Hi Friends,
Last Monday when I went in to extend my permission to stay in the country for another 30 days, I was told, " Oh didn't you know that you can only do that one time?". I would have to leave the country by Tuesday and spend at least 3 days away. The closest places to go outside the CAFTA block are Belize, Mexico, and Costa Rica. So that afternoon I was on a bus to The North to San Pedro Sula. The next day I crossed into Guatemala on my way to Flores (Peten region, near Tikal) to come into Belize through the back door. Always talk with your seat mates and follow up on little details that don't fit. I stayed on the bus when I should have changed. No one mentioned a change, but I did notice the bus had Guatemala written on the front and the driver walked the aisle pointing at everyone and saying Guate'. Well Guatemala is not just the name of the country, it is also the name of the capital. I went about 100 miles down the road before I was able to catch a bus going to Flores. There were 20 Hondurans on the bus, my seatmate told me, who were hoping to cross the border into the US. He had been deported after 3 years there. Unfortunatly his wife, also illegal, was still there with their daughter, who was born in the states. Flores was beautiful, a little island in Peten Lake. I got to see the sunset. The next day I hopped a bus for Belize City. I was the only passenger on a 5 hour bus trip. Got to know the attendant, he used to play soccer professionally until he had a bad drug test. Careful with those steroid creams! Once we got to Belize City, I jumped right on the water taxi for Caye Caulker. What a change of scenery! Caye Caulker is a sandy isle, shaded by palm trees, hung with hammocks, perfumed with barbeque, and moving to a kind of slow reggae rythm. It was a good place to slow down and to meet people from all over the world. I tried out some snorkeling, but discovered that the really good place to see fish was on the reef. So I broke down and went on a tour. We sailed out to the reef on a sailboat. The captain and mate joined us in the water showing where to look. We saw everything! Fish ( a rainbow spectrum, striped and polka dotted),Sharks, Rays, Turtles, and a Manatee. To look at it you'd think it couldn't be anything but clumsy, but that's why we don't make hasty judgements. It described grace with it's flippers and tail! We enjoyed a great day sailing, swimming, talking, and eating. I recommend the outfit, Raggamuffin Tours. Too soon, it was time to go home. I got on a bus from Belize City going South to Punta Gorda. Belize is a beautiful country. I especially liked the mountain jungles. Super Green! The people are a real mix too. Garifuna ( descendants of escaped African slaves who settled all along the southern edge of the Caribbean), Ladino, Maya, E. Indian, Chinese, German (Mennonites). The Belizians are great cooks, they all know barbeque, and , if you're hungry, will sell you a plate. I've had no difficulty getting around, everyone has been helpful and no one has taken advantage my gringo disability. From Punta Gorda I took a launch to Puerto Barrios, Guatemala. We bounced along in vain trying to flatten out the waves. I had cleverly picked out my seat so as to recieve the maximum spray of salty sea in my face. I arrived as fresh as frond of seaweed cast up on the beach. Then managed to sidestep a van driver who was going to take me across the border for only $40 and found a busito in the market that took me there for 20 Quetzales ( $2.50). Then walked across the border and caught a public bus to Puerto Cortez. Since it was already 3PM I chose to stay in the beach town of Travesia. It turned out to be a good choice. I found a great hotel( clean, reasonable, right on the beach, great cook, and friendly owners) La Frontera del Caribe. The next morning sitting on the beach I watched Garifuna fisherman jump out of their boat with a net. They worked it while swimming and later waded ashore with 3 large Palomita. Made me think of the disciples fishing in Galilee. My landlady Marilyn, took me into town the next day, so I could get to a bank. It turned out that her husband, Jose, was on his way to visit his family down south and would be passing through Tegucigalpa. We split the gas , I got home before dark, and made a new friend. The only trouble we ran into was being stalled for 45 minutes due to a small group of demonstrators who set fire to some tires on the highway. The political situation is still a stalemate. the government in power won't go with Arias' 7 point peace plan and the ousted president continues to say he's coming back. We do have a curfew, 11PM to 4AM.
God bless you all! Gil.
Last Monday when I went in to extend my permission to stay in the country for another 30 days, I was told, " Oh didn't you know that you can only do that one time?". I would have to leave the country by Tuesday and spend at least 3 days away. The closest places to go outside the CAFTA block are Belize, Mexico, and Costa Rica. So that afternoon I was on a bus to The North to San Pedro Sula. The next day I crossed into Guatemala on my way to Flores (Peten region, near Tikal) to come into Belize through the back door. Always talk with your seat mates and follow up on little details that don't fit. I stayed on the bus when I should have changed. No one mentioned a change, but I did notice the bus had Guatemala written on the front and the driver walked the aisle pointing at everyone and saying Guate'. Well Guatemala is not just the name of the country, it is also the name of the capital. I went about 100 miles down the road before I was able to catch a bus going to Flores. There were 20 Hondurans on the bus, my seatmate told me, who were hoping to cross the border into the US. He had been deported after 3 years there. Unfortunatly his wife, also illegal, was still there with their daughter, who was born in the states. Flores was beautiful, a little island in Peten Lake. I got to see the sunset. The next day I hopped a bus for Belize City. I was the only passenger on a 5 hour bus trip. Got to know the attendant, he used to play soccer professionally until he had a bad drug test. Careful with those steroid creams! Once we got to Belize City, I jumped right on the water taxi for Caye Caulker. What a change of scenery! Caye Caulker is a sandy isle, shaded by palm trees, hung with hammocks, perfumed with barbeque, and moving to a kind of slow reggae rythm. It was a good place to slow down and to meet people from all over the world. I tried out some snorkeling, but discovered that the really good place to see fish was on the reef. So I broke down and went on a tour. We sailed out to the reef on a sailboat. The captain and mate joined us in the water showing where to look. We saw everything! Fish ( a rainbow spectrum, striped and polka dotted),Sharks, Rays, Turtles, and a Manatee. To look at it you'd think it couldn't be anything but clumsy, but that's why we don't make hasty judgements. It described grace with it's flippers and tail! We enjoyed a great day sailing, swimming, talking, and eating. I recommend the outfit, Raggamuffin Tours. Too soon, it was time to go home. I got on a bus from Belize City going South to Punta Gorda. Belize is a beautiful country. I especially liked the mountain jungles. Super Green! The people are a real mix too. Garifuna ( descendants of escaped African slaves who settled all along the southern edge of the Caribbean), Ladino, Maya, E. Indian, Chinese, German (Mennonites). The Belizians are great cooks, they all know barbeque, and , if you're hungry, will sell you a plate. I've had no difficulty getting around, everyone has been helpful and no one has taken advantage my gringo disability. From Punta Gorda I took a launch to Puerto Barrios, Guatemala. We bounced along in vain trying to flatten out the waves. I had cleverly picked out my seat so as to recieve the maximum spray of salty sea in my face. I arrived as fresh as frond of seaweed cast up on the beach. Then managed to sidestep a van driver who was going to take me across the border for only $40 and found a busito in the market that took me there for 20 Quetzales ( $2.50). Then walked across the border and caught a public bus to Puerto Cortez. Since it was already 3PM I chose to stay in the beach town of Travesia. It turned out to be a good choice. I found a great hotel( clean, reasonable, right on the beach, great cook, and friendly owners) La Frontera del Caribe. The next morning sitting on the beach I watched Garifuna fisherman jump out of their boat with a net. They worked it while swimming and later waded ashore with 3 large Palomita. Made me think of the disciples fishing in Galilee. My landlady Marilyn, took me into town the next day, so I could get to a bank. It turned out that her husband, Jose, was on his way to visit his family down south and would be passing through Tegucigalpa. We split the gas , I got home before dark, and made a new friend. The only trouble we ran into was being stalled for 45 minutes due to a small group of demonstrators who set fire to some tires on the highway. The political situation is still a stalemate. the government in power won't go with Arias' 7 point peace plan and the ousted president continues to say he's coming back. We do have a curfew, 11PM to 4AM.
God bless you all! Gil.
Monday, June 29, 2009
Como Esta Honduras
Hi Everybody. You may have heard about the recent political disturbances here. We're OK. Things were a little tense Friday thru Sunday. What we would have considered a reasonable referendum on relaxing term limits was worrisome to many who were concerned about vote buying ( outcomes are often contested here). Lately a lot of fuss was made by the legal powers over the constitutionality of such a referendum. When the military wouldn't cooperate to get the ballots from the legal branch, the president got his people to get them, provoking legal reaction which led to the military sacking the president. His popularity had been sagging. The legislature then endorsed the action and appointed the president of the congress ( cf Speaker of the House) as temporary head. The problem now is that this looks like a military coup. They say it's not, but most other countries say it is. Anyway life seems to be going on like normal. We've been staying home ( we live 10 miles south of Tegucigalpa) for the past couple of days.
I started a chess club for the kids up at the children's home. What a riot, teaching a crowd of 7 and 8 year old boys that no you can't move the pieces around like toy soldiers and knock the other guys down while making gunfire noise. I guess it would be the same if I was teaching a bunch of politicians. Happily they started catching on and seemed to enjoy themselves. We're going to need a few more chess sets now.
Jane was sick for several days...diarrhea which led to dehydration. We got excellent medical care by the Honduran doctors. Not expensive either. She's OK now. We have to be really be careful about food. Washing, peeling, etc. You can't assume always that kitchen and serving staff are trained and practicing good hygiene. Sometimes it's good to watch for a while before you order. It's time for another training for the children's home cooks. I was happy to see that some of my suggestions to improve the facilities are being implemented. Thet're getting a new tile floor and there's a new work table.
Jane was able to team up with a psychiatrist to review some of the kids who are on medication or need to be. Building fairness and accountability into the system is very important to us. Pray that this will be a learning and a healing community.
I finally got my bike tire fixed. I'm on wheels again! I identified the hummingbird that hangs around our house as a "White Eared Hummingbird". We've got "Yucatan Jays" as well as "Social Flycatchers", "Streakbacked Flycatchers, "Altamira Oriels","Great-tailed Grackles", and Wagler's Oriels" . I'm still trying to figure out the others. Like one who says "Did you pray?".
I've been reading how many of Jesus disciples didn't recognize him right off when he appeared to them after his resurrection. I'm wondering how often I miss him because I'm too caught up in my concerns, too distracted by all the noise the world's making, or just not looking? Time to clean out my ears. Hope you're all well. We miss you. Gil.
I started a chess club for the kids up at the children's home. What a riot, teaching a crowd of 7 and 8 year old boys that no you can't move the pieces around like toy soldiers and knock the other guys down while making gunfire noise. I guess it would be the same if I was teaching a bunch of politicians. Happily they started catching on and seemed to enjoy themselves. We're going to need a few more chess sets now.
Jane was sick for several days...diarrhea which led to dehydration. We got excellent medical care by the Honduran doctors. Not expensive either. She's OK now. We have to be really be careful about food. Washing, peeling, etc. You can't assume always that kitchen and serving staff are trained and practicing good hygiene. Sometimes it's good to watch for a while before you order. It's time for another training for the children's home cooks. I was happy to see that some of my suggestions to improve the facilities are being implemented. Thet're getting a new tile floor and there's a new work table.
Jane was able to team up with a psychiatrist to review some of the kids who are on medication or need to be. Building fairness and accountability into the system is very important to us. Pray that this will be a learning and a healing community.
I finally got my bike tire fixed. I'm on wheels again! I identified the hummingbird that hangs around our house as a "White Eared Hummingbird". We've got "Yucatan Jays" as well as "Social Flycatchers", "Streakbacked Flycatchers, "Altamira Oriels","Great-tailed Grackles", and Wagler's Oriels" . I'm still trying to figure out the others. Like one who says "Did you pray?".
I've been reading how many of Jesus disciples didn't recognize him right off when he appeared to them after his resurrection. I'm wondering how often I miss him because I'm too caught up in my concerns, too distracted by all the noise the world's making, or just not looking? Time to clean out my ears. Hope you're all well. We miss you. Gil.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Cementing Friendships
Hi Friends, Another team has come to help here at the children´s home. I´m helping out with communication between the the Honduran mason and the team as we have been building a concrete courtyard in front of the school. I´m learning a lot about the process, from leveling out the site, tamping it down, laying rebar, mixing and finishing cement. Maybe I´ll try putting in a little patio when I get home. We´re all learning, the team includes a surgeon and a lawyer and their kids among others. Even those who´ve done this kind of work are finding out how it´s done Honduran style. Working with Hondurans this way does a lot to help cement friendships too. What if we built relationships with as much care as we do houses?
Thanks to all who have been praying for us. Both Jane and I have been sick lately. We have a fresh appreciation of the value of our community here and at home.
I´m preparing a talks for the kids on self-esteem. Jane loaned me a great book- Respect-A Girl´s Guide to Getting Respect and Dealing When Your Line is Crossed-Macavinta and Pluym. I wish I´d had something like this when I was growing up. I hope we can get these boys and girls off to a better start.
I´m reading in John 16:20-21 about the hard times that Jesus was anticipating and how he was trying to prepare us. He describes it using the picture of a woman having a baby. How does a woman prepare for childbirth? Maybe there are some ideas there for all of us as we face spiritual and emotional hard times.
I´ll say goodbye for now. Thanks for reading. Gil.
Thanks to all who have been praying for us. Both Jane and I have been sick lately. We have a fresh appreciation of the value of our community here and at home.
I´m preparing a talks for the kids on self-esteem. Jane loaned me a great book- Respect-A Girl´s Guide to Getting Respect and Dealing When Your Line is Crossed-Macavinta and Pluym. I wish I´d had something like this when I was growing up. I hope we can get these boys and girls off to a better start.
I´m reading in John 16:20-21 about the hard times that Jesus was anticipating and how he was trying to prepare us. He describes it using the picture of a woman having a baby. How does a woman prepare for childbirth? Maybe there are some ideas there for all of us as we face spiritual and emotional hard times.
I´ll say goodbye for now. Thanks for reading. Gil.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
From Ciempies to Futbol
Hi Friends, It's been a busy couple of weeks since I last wrote. One thing that's impressed me is that Nature however beautiful, can be dangerous. My last health talks at the children's home have been on Earthquake Safety and What To Do in Lightning Storms. You'd think I'd be more careful. I found a lightning bug in my house and thought I'd help him outside. I discovered that he had electricity left over. Yeoww! Then I saw one of those creepy, wiggling a thousand ways, centipedes (ciempies). Didn't realize it had crawled into my bed. Aghh! They sting!
Jane had to make a trip to California, so I was on my own for a week. As it worked out I was able to help out with a medical team down here from Tennesee. My first time to help out translating for doctors. It was pretty challenging. The area for consultation was about 10x20 feet with 5 tables, an MD, a translator, and a family at each. Noisy! Then I discovered that many people were using words in ways different from dictionary definitions. Fortunately being altogether in a tight space, I could get help from other translators. After a while it seemed that patients were comparing notes and their symptoms were sounding very similar. That's when the physical exam was essential. We saw probably 300 plus every day. My last day with the team, I had to get my residency papers renewed( I'm good for another 30 days), so my translator job was filled. I was pressed into community relations, which meant I was out in the street playing Frisbee (platillo), volleyball (capia), and soccer (futbol). We did a lot of retrieving frisbees from roof tops and soccerballs from ditches. I learned anew how important it is to learn peoples names. I made more friends that day. I got to know some really kind and friendly brothers and sisters from Tennesee, too.
We celebrated National Student day by taking a hike. It was a long way to the trail head so we were really tired by the time we got to a river with a nice pool. We decided to make that our objective and soon all were splashing and whooping it up. Who cared if our clothes were drenched, it was hot! We made it back, big kids carrying little kids. You'd think they'd had enough of hiking for a while, but they were asking me about next day's hike. That's another story, we did find another mango tree. The kids are a real team, some climbers, some gatherers, some carriers... they really help each other. I do think God was watching out for us...no one was injured badly by falling mangos...I had only one first aid call and I was carrying bandaids...and the rain held off until we got home.
Speaking of fruit, I've been reading John 15:4-5. Jesus is the tree and we are the branches. Sticking to him is our work and the work of the Jesus and the work of God's Spirit. Fruit comes out of this unified cooperative community. What is this fruit? It's love for each other, like those kids take care of each other, and it's praise and thanks to God. Like oranges are liquid sunshine, love is a spiritual wine, we lift our glasses to him.
Hasta luego amigos!
Jane had to make a trip to California, so I was on my own for a week. As it worked out I was able to help out with a medical team down here from Tennesee. My first time to help out translating for doctors. It was pretty challenging. The area for consultation was about 10x20 feet with 5 tables, an MD, a translator, and a family at each. Noisy! Then I discovered that many people were using words in ways different from dictionary definitions. Fortunately being altogether in a tight space, I could get help from other translators. After a while it seemed that patients were comparing notes and their symptoms were sounding very similar. That's when the physical exam was essential. We saw probably 300 plus every day. My last day with the team, I had to get my residency papers renewed( I'm good for another 30 days), so my translator job was filled. I was pressed into community relations, which meant I was out in the street playing Frisbee (platillo), volleyball (capia), and soccer (futbol). We did a lot of retrieving frisbees from roof tops and soccerballs from ditches. I learned anew how important it is to learn peoples names. I made more friends that day. I got to know some really kind and friendly brothers and sisters from Tennesee, too.
We celebrated National Student day by taking a hike. It was a long way to the trail head so we were really tired by the time we got to a river with a nice pool. We decided to make that our objective and soon all were splashing and whooping it up. Who cared if our clothes were drenched, it was hot! We made it back, big kids carrying little kids. You'd think they'd had enough of hiking for a while, but they were asking me about next day's hike. That's another story, we did find another mango tree. The kids are a real team, some climbers, some gatherers, some carriers... they really help each other. I do think God was watching out for us...no one was injured badly by falling mangos...I had only one first aid call and I was carrying bandaids...and the rain held off until we got home.
Speaking of fruit, I've been reading John 15:4-5. Jesus is the tree and we are the branches. Sticking to him is our work and the work of the Jesus and the work of God's Spirit. Fruit comes out of this unified cooperative community. What is this fruit? It's love for each other, like those kids take care of each other, and it's praise and thanks to God. Like oranges are liquid sunshine, love is a spiritual wine, we lift our glasses to him.
Hasta luego amigos!
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Green Mangoes and Manzanitas del Rio
Buenos Dias a todos, I´ve got more of a schedule now, and we´re in our own place which feels good. I´m really enjoying my Saturday hikes with the kids from the children´s home ( Hogar de Niños). Recently I enlisted the schoolbus driver ( a local) as a guide. We hiked for nigh on 3 hours.The kids were pretty worn out at the end but revived when we came across a tree loaded with green mangoes. Soon they were scampering up the tree, shaking branches, and scrambling for the fallen fruit. We returned home laden with mangoes, stuffed in pockets, t-shirts, and even plastic sacks salvaged from the roadside. The hikers were generous and shared their haul with the other kids. Even when green, mangoes are good. People here eat them with salt and lime and chili sauce. Next week I took a different group out, they were talking mangoes from the start. Things turned out different, this time we discovered parroqueet feathers, slid down hillsides covered with pine needles, and ran into a tree of manzanitas del rio ( little river apples). These taste a little like apples with a hint of some kind of spice. I don´t know what we´ll find this next Saturday. I just hope the ice cream man doesn´t find me again. How can I say ¨no¨ to 15 hungry children?
The latest health talks to the kids have been ¨Who Do You Talk to When You´re Upset¨ and ¨Making Sure We Have a Healthy Environment- Taking Care of the Earth¨. the adult talks have been ¨Depression- Danger Signs and How to Help a Friend¨ and ¨Keeping Your Joints and Your Back Healthy¨. It is getting easier. I´ve started asking for feedback, I need the correction and encouragement to keep at it.
Our place is feeling more like home. I got the hot water working, hooray! It´s kind of an on demand electric water heating shower-head. We got a hot plate and yesterday I made crepes and french toast. I´ve got a bike to keep up my exercise, but so far most of my sweating has been over flat tires.
Some of you may have heard about the earthquake down here. 7.1 on the Richter Scale just off the Caribbean coast of Honduras. We felt it here. It was like we were in a boat. We could hear water splashing in the toilet. It wrecked a lot of the dock in the major port of Puerto Cortez as well as a major highway bridge to the North coast. 6-7 people died. I´m planning a ¨What To Do in an Earthquake¨ talk for the kids. I´m going to try to translate some of this blog into Spanish. It´ll be good practice and I know I´ve got some Latino friends I´d like to keep informed. Til later, Gil.
The latest health talks to the kids have been ¨Who Do You Talk to When You´re Upset¨ and ¨Making Sure We Have a Healthy Environment- Taking Care of the Earth¨. the adult talks have been ¨Depression- Danger Signs and How to Help a Friend¨ and ¨Keeping Your Joints and Your Back Healthy¨. It is getting easier. I´ve started asking for feedback, I need the correction and encouragement to keep at it.
Our place is feeling more like home. I got the hot water working, hooray! It´s kind of an on demand electric water heating shower-head. We got a hot plate and yesterday I made crepes and french toast. I´ve got a bike to keep up my exercise, but so far most of my sweating has been over flat tires.
Some of you may have heard about the earthquake down here. 7.1 on the Richter Scale just off the Caribbean coast of Honduras. We felt it here. It was like we were in a boat. We could hear water splashing in the toilet. It wrecked a lot of the dock in the major port of Puerto Cortez as well as a major highway bridge to the North coast. 6-7 people died. I´m planning a ¨What To Do in an Earthquake¨ talk for the kids. I´m going to try to translate some of this blog into Spanish. It´ll be good practice and I know I´ve got some Latino friends I´d like to keep informed. Til later, Gil.
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