Sunday, December 25, 2011
For my birthday a couple of coworkers took me out to dinner. They had the waiters sing to me while I was given the appropriate props. Yes, both glasses in front of me are mine, first was a (very small!) marguerita, and then a larger sangria. I enjoyed myself!
Today is quiet, and I will spend the time catching up on my computer work.
This is the time for tying up loose ends and getting ready to head into the new year ready for new adventures.
I wish you and your a safe and happy Holiday season.
Thursday, December 15, 2011
This is a view of the Jesus statue that looks over Tegucigalpa, Honduras. I did go back a couple of weeks aog with my new camera. I have more pictures and I will do a post on the trip. Really. I have the pictures downloaded now.
This is an overlook at the entrance of the park. The park is on the side of the mountain. The new camera is way cool in that you can zoom in and really see some of the city from this picture.
Remember the hammock? This was a couple of weeks ago. I made it half way. I am further than that now, and may even have it finished by the time I head back to the States for 2 weeks in January.
My last appointment for major dental work was yesterday. I may need 1 more appointment to tweek my bite after having 4 crowns installed on one sitting. My mouth was so catywampus after 2 hours that I couldn't reliably tell him if it felt ok or not. Still getting used to it.
One of my favorite former co-workers who left a year ago is now back. I think this will make work a lot more fun. Well, at least a little more fun. It is also slow right now, so I'm getting spoiled with large chunks of time when I don't have to think much during the day.
I'm giving thanks tonight for a librarian in Pendleton, IN back when I was 12. I had read all the books in the young adult section of the small Carnegie library by that point and Mom didn't want to think about keeping me in reading material by herself. She worked a deal with the librarians there (who all knew me cause we stopped there every 2 weeks) where I was allowed to read books from the adult section that they personally picked out for me. One of the first chosen was The Prophet by Kalil Gibran. It became my Bible, and was a rock of sanity during my teenage years. Even now I remember parts of it when certain situations come up. Uniting over a shared experience of that book can make strangers feel like friends. Even when I'm far away in Honduras.
Sunday, December 04, 2011
One of the things I do enjoy down here in Honduras is that my cultural assumptions are constantly challenged. The music I hear on the radio in the taxis as I go about is almost always either 80's American rock mixed in with Central/South American music in sung in Spanish. Alex Campos is always a favorite. I believe he is a Christian music singer, but since I don't know Spanish he could be saying anything. However, the charm of his music leads me to believe his message is uplifting in words as much as the music. It calls me to get one of his CD's with lyrics hopefully enclosed so I can study Spanish I will use.
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Pictures. Yeah. Well, I decided to admit that I just don't like the camera I've had for a few years. I've been looking around. I bought 2 new ones, a shirt pocket digital point and shoot and a video camera. I say that like the little one is not much, but its a Cannon Elf 300HS. Seems to take good pictures from what little I've played with it so far. No, you don't get the practice pictures here that I've taken of my messy apartment. The video one is a Sony Handycam. A co-worker has one and I like his. I want to play a bit with video, so decided to jump while I'm someplace to take fun videos. Tomorrow after work I'm headed back down to the capital for the weekend and another visit to the garden/park/Jesus statue with working cameras this time.
And, tonight I caught up with laundry. Only clothes not washed are what I have on. I'll see if I can keep up with it this time.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
I am getting things done. Other things are slipping. I tell myself that I'm making progress.
Last night I went down to the restaurant here at the hotel for dinner. I usually don't eat at night, but I was hungry and tired of being hungry. The waiter here speaks some amount of English. He likes me and trys to have conversation. It had the usual reasult. He kept saying he had one question for me. He said this for over an hour, in many ways. I'm still not entirely sure if the question was about inviting himself up to my room, or inviting me to church. I do know he was being very heartfelt and sincere about whatever the question was about. At some point a Babtist missionary from Tennessee kept being mentioned, so I decided it was about church. They will be praying for me, the two of them, pretty much without ceasing, this weekend. I'm still not entirely sure about the one question even now. I have educated guesses, and I'm not counting out the original idea. This is how a lot of my conversations with local Hondurans goes. It is always friendly and sincere, but I'm never really sure the two of us are discussing the same subject at any given time. Then again, it's not all that different when I'm talking to someone who shares the same language as I.
Monday, November 14, 2011
Saturday, November 12, 2011
This weekend has been very different from others I've had down here. Two of the people from post that I work, Louis and Melinda, with came to town yesterday. While we were running around, 2 female Majors who recognized them at the Mall joined up with us. I had wanted to check a different casino, and asked if the original 3 of us could go to that hotel for dinner. We invited the two female soldiers to join us. 5 of us went to the Mayan Hotel for dinner. The food was awesome. The service was not so great. The restaurant here at the hotel would probably have been better for ambiance and service, but it was nice to get out to a new place. The casino at that hotel turned out to be the only place I've seen down here that has on-site table games. The only other ones I'd seen here are video ones. However, I'm not a table game person so I was not impressed with the rest of the options. Louis and Melinda and I went to the Clarion Hotel casino for a short while later, but it was so crowded that we didn't stay long.
While all of us were together we decided to schedule a tour of the city this morning, so I'm in the process of arranging that. I'm good at coming up with things to do and arranging them, but most of the time I'm alone so I don't actually get out and do much. This is working well this weekend because the soldiers aren't in country long enough to really know what there is to do, while I'm enjoying having company to actually do things. I'll take pictures and let you know what we see.
Friday, November 11, 2011
The trip up on the buss was uneventful. The taxi driver who picked me up seemed to know me, as he kept saying the name of the casino I usually go to. I checked in, and the front desk person, Walter, was falling all over himself even more than usual to let me know how happy he was I'm here. He walked me up to my room, which is considered a perk I guess, to check in while in the room, not standing at the counter. I knew I was getting an upgrade since I had filled out the survey about my last stay. To be honest, I waited until the second time they sent it to me, and then decided that I would mention the two small issues I'd had. I did tell them that it was all handled by the front desk immediately.
So, we get to the top floor, a floor above where I thought I was going and 2 floors above my usual rooms (these things matter when you are at a classy hotel). He proudly opens the door to... the Presidential Suite! I am awestruck! I have 2(!) bathrooms, a living room with TV, a dining room with a table that seats 8, a walk in closet that I've gotten turned around in more than once this morning (before coffee...), a water jet deep tub with 2 steps up to it, a separate shower... wow. I'll get pictures and post them.
The strange thing is, with all this there are some things I'm thinking are, well, not up to par. So much effort spent on the WOW factor, and details are lost. I'm feeling badly wondering if I should mention them, if it will look like I'm angling for another upgrade. The coffee in the room is still just the one packet, and not enough for the full sized pot, even when I only filled it part way. The included breakfast in the private 9th floor dining room was mostly just fruit and scrambled eggs. I was actually hungry, so I wanted some plantains or bacon or something. The guys working there, both last night and this morning, seem to ignore me. Granted I didn't come dressed for 9th floor, but I have had to ask for everything. That is not up to even the service I get downstairs. I watched the waiter here take a cup from one of the (well dressed...) gentlemen as he drank the last of his coffee not even giving him time to set his cup down before refilling it. I had to ask for more.
I'll post more later. Time to get going, the maid is here.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
I am at work, waiting until I can leave for my 3 day weekend. As usual, I'm going down to the Capital to the casinos and such. Hopefully some folks from here will join me tomorrow and we can branch out and see a bit more of the city. No promise of pictures, but maybe. I also did a project chart of the basics I want to finish up before leaving here. My timeline shows me ready at the soonest sometime the end of February. sigh. I'm trying to figure out when my next trip home will be. Looks like January. So, I'm getting comfortable with the idea that I may spend the next year or so here. Not my original plan, but the longer I'm here the more comfortable I get. Even Honduras can be a rut it seems.
Sunday, November 06, 2011
So, now I'm off to do some of the things that would be nice to be able to post that I've managed to accomplish around here.
Monday, October 10, 2011
I'm headed to the Capital for just the day today. It's a government holiday so I'm taking the military bus down and back. I'll just hang out, which is something I don't feel comfortable doing here.
I'm also cleaning the apartment. There are a few things that when I'm at that point in cleaning I know I'm making progress. Like disinfecting the wastebaskets, scrubbing the shower floor with bleach, digging even deeper into corners and sorting things to get rid of. I don't know where that moving van in my dream was going, but guess I'd better get ready. Actually, I don't really want to move with the group who was just making fun of me, but when the next adventure shows up I want to be ready!
Tuesday, October 04, 2011
Then my watch alarm went off. The one that says I'd better be within 5 minutes of walking out the door to work. I have no memory of turning off my 2 main alarms, but I must have because they go for an hour before turning off automatically. I decided then I need a day off. I've not felt 'well' in days, maybe weeks. Nothing that really manifests as symptoms I can say that I have such and such. Just no energy, no motivation. I have slept any time I'm not at work, including all day Saturday while I was down at Tegucigalpa paying for a room at the Intercontinental Hotel.
Today I will rest, and take care of details. And maybe get rid of some of my stuff, since my unconscious mind seems to think I'm trying to move too much stuff around with me.
Saturday, September 24, 2011
I did spend 10 days back in the US. I got to drive my Jeep, and stay out all nights at the casinos. I need another trip before the end of the year to get some more of my business straightened out, such as where my 'permanent' address really is and re-plate my Jeep. My dentist went on vacation about the time I got back, so my next appointment is sometime next month. We start the whole process on the other side. I need to balance that with wanting to leave the area. This whole living outside the US thing gets complicated.
So, co-workers are leaving for new jobs and new folks are coming in. Not in my immediate area yet, as I'm the most senior, time-wise, there. But, it is difficult to make friends to hang around and do things with as people cycle out about the time we realize we enjoy the same stuff. Other than those things, life here is good. I have an adventure to post about, with pictures even. Maybe later this weekend.
Saturday, August 20, 2011
I tried to start the process of getting my teeth back to optimal condition when I was back in Washington State. It went like a lot of things there. Very pleasant female dentist, clean modern office, and more money and extra charges than I could even fathom even with very good insurance. The estimate came to over $30K, after insurance, and oh, in 3 weeks at the end of the year her prices jumped 100 percent. And, can't even start on the simple stuff until I have a full 'scaling' (they really should rename that...), even pulling my one tooth that needed to come out was iffy until then. The receptionist treated my like I was one of the unclean to even suggest that an appointment could be made for anything else before the 'scaling' to bring me up to the level of someone they would work on. That ended badly for them, in that I didn't go back.
Down here I really needed to get some of the work done. I found a good Honduran dentist who speaks very good English. He has an assistant who wears jeans, and a wife who fills in if the assistant isn't there. I feel like I'm a guest in their home since the office is the front part of their house. He is professional, don't get me wrong, but he also is a human. I was so nervous the fist visit that he looked at me when he sat down beside me, and softly explained "I'm a Christian, and if you don't mind I would like to pray before we start". I said "I'll take any and all prayers I can get", so he said a brief prayer that took the tension in the room (mine...) down a notch, and then we began.
So, I now have 2 permanent crowns, a temporary crown over two other molars until next week when the permanent crowns will be in, and today he spent two hours of concentrated work on my top front teeth. He said 14 cavities. In 6 teeth. He basically rebuilt a couple of them. Total cost today, 5,000L, which is $250 more or less. He still has some polishing to do, and some shaping. My two front teeth have outlines that look a bit like a-line skirts and there needs to be some more shaping done on the insides as my teeth don't exactly close all the way. This is my fault. I told him it was fine, since after 2 hours I was, as I say, done. We'll tweek it more when I go in to get the permanent crowns. Which is why I like him. He works with me. What doesn't get done today, we'll do next time.
I usually have the early appointment on Saturday mornings. Which means I'm there while they open up. They pull up the metal shutters over the door an windows, then take bowls of water out and wash the windows and outside sills. They have a guard who watches over the 6-space or so parking area. One morning I watched as he came in and the wife handed him the pistol in the holster he wears while on duty. He strapped on the holster then proceeded to load the pistol with bullets. To guard a 6-space parking area. At a dentist office. And I considered it a good thing. Welcome to Honduras.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
The above is me, and behind me is the valley where I live. I had Carlos, my taxi driver, stop so I could take pictures at this overlook a couple of weeks ago on our way to the dentist.
Another picture of the valley. It's hard to photograph, and is bigger than it looks here.
These are 2 of the 3 almost identical adolescent cats who greet me each morning on my way into post. If they are awake, that is. They sleep on the porch of the hooch I walk past.
This is the same tree that I posted the picture of when it was all orange. At this point it is pretty much all leafed out. So far it still has the leaves. Soon, it will drop them all for awhile, then start the process all over again.
Saturday, August 13, 2011
A note to myself: I don't seem to really get my feet stable in a new place for about 10 months. Maybe it was longer in WA, and the time is shortening as I get more used to being mobile. I am just now feeling like I can make inroads into some projects I had intended to do while I was down here 'with nothing to do'.
Oh, I found my knife in the backpack. It's just a cheap pocket knife. However, yesterday while I was watching the guys mow (we have to do that...) the guy weedwhacking got a weed caught in the strings of the whacker and it pulled them way out. His whacker doesn't have the nifty blade to keep the strings cut and they were too long to work. He had a delima, and consulted the guy on the mower (a zero-radius thing I sooo want!). He looked at me (they only speak Spanish, I still don't speak it). I made a motion of a knife cutting, he nodded and said 'no tengo'. I was a bit amazed at that, but later realized that they probably can't bring even a pocket knife on post. With my own knife AWOL, I was forced to ask one of the guys inside for help. He fixed the issue with a HUGE folding knife, then being friendly with me, suggested how I should really carry a knife, the size of the one he has. sigh. I really just needed my pocket knife, I'm not going to be fighting anyone if I can help it, and I really wouldn't pull a knife out if I was. Normally it is in my pocket. At some point I apparently put it in the pack.
I came down here packed minimally. Not entirely just in my daypack. That is a goal. I only have the rollaway with me as luggage. The goal is to be able to travel with just this setup, anywhere, anytime. I'm working on it. At least one of the tops I brought is too tight. In my defense, it was too tight when I bought it. It was an impulse by at REI because it was on the sale rack and I had not yet realized that I am no long a 'small', or even really a loose 'medium'. I guess it should go into the give away pile. For today I'll wear it, and really know that it needs to go away by the end of the day.
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Sunday, July 24, 2011
When the lady returned, she cocked her bb gun as far as she can (she's in her late 80's and small but wiry) and when she heard them the first night she was back, she crept down the hall and popped one in the head. Didn't phase it.
Now she's got the rifle out. He great-grandson told her she can't shoot that in the house! She says it's her house, she can if she wants. Family members descended with more traps... I'll keep you updated.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
I went down to breakfast in the restaurant this morning. I had the desayuno typical (my spell check doesn't do Spanish, so I hope that is close...), or typical breakfast here in Honduras. It was really good. It's fried plantains (done right!), refried beans, and egg over easy, something that looked like a slice of fried Spam, some kind of cheese/cream and fresh made tortillas. I prefer the creamy sauce rather than a hard piece of white cheese of some sort that is sometimes included instead. At any rate, the owner of the hotel told them that my breakfast was 'on the house'. I left a 50L tip anyway.
I'm sorting and packing. I'm already probably too late to have my stuff arrive in MO when I'm there in September. I'll set up the storage unit so that all Mom will need to do with the movers is point. The place here is total caos (spell check can't even come close for that word, so just go with it...) as I pull everything out and decide what to send home and what to leave here. It is making me think in detail about what I need to have to feel comfortable. A table is high on the list, it seems. My kitchen table I bought in WA is going back. It is a nice, stable flat surface that is doing duty lately as my ironing board. I'll have to come up with something else. My hammock stand that has done more duty as a temporary place to hang clothes will also go back. It's the little details that make a lifestyle comfortable or not. I'll see how it goes. I may find that it motivates me to do what I need to do in order to leave Honduras even faster. That would include having a job someplace else to go to.
No progress on my hammock this week. I didn't feel good and had no energy. Once I get the stuff packed I'll start working on it again.
I still feel like I'm shooting an arrow towards the future and I don't have any idea what or where the target is. Just aim in a general direction and shoot.
Monday, July 04, 2011
First you load the 'needle' that I think is called a shuttle in regular weaving. Specific terms kinda get lost down here. And with me in general. Anyway, this is the needle, and I'm loading it up.
Then you poke, pull and prod the yard through what you have already done. What you see here got unwoven because I made a mistake. I did this part three times, because after I fixed the first mistake and got back to where I'd left off, I found another one lower down.
The gold/red/black hammock behind me I found out that night is being made by the Chaplain. The Universe does have a sense of humor. So far I've only cussed in front of him once. I'm learning to watch my mouth. I guess that is a good thing. He wasn't offended, and may not have actually heard it as I was cussing that it was raining hard just as I was getting ready to leave. Rain on a tin roof is nice, but not so much when there is a half mile walk to the gate.
I'll post progress pictures as I go along. It will be multicolored as I got what yarn was left over from the post's order. I had to buy it myself since I'm a contractor, but I can use the facilities for free. This won't be an ultralight hammock, the yarn weighed 20lbs.
I have no place yet to go to when my contract is up here. I can stay here until I find something. I have not been studying, I have not been working on weaving the hammock I'm making in the shop at work, I have not been working on my resume. I'm still not totally in control. It's a start.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
So, tomorrow I'll see when I can reschedule the Microsoft test again, and will head back down to Teguc. Between now and then I will actually sit my tail down and study. The trip home was uneventful. Luckily they seem to be having mechanical issues with the big school buses that the post usually sends on these trips, so we got to ride home in a nice air conditioned van. Everything worked out really well this trip. Except for not passing the test, that is.
Saturday, June 18, 2011
I took the 'Executive' bus up last night after work. I was worried about getting into Tegucigalpa in an area I'm not familiar with (which includes most of the city), after dark and having to get a taxi in a city where most do not speak English. As I was waiting for the bus to leave 2 of the soldiers in their civilian clothes walked up. We stick out like sore thumbs down here. They were going to a different hotel in the same area as the IC and so I shared a cab with them. I feel fairly safe when I have 2 young male American soldier-types to watch out for me. I was glad to have their company as it was raining besides being dark when we arrived. And so I paid 70L, which is about $3.50 for the bus, and 100L, about $5, (a bit more than my share to repay the kindness of having the protection) for the taxi.
This morning I studied for a couple of hours, but it obviously wasn't enough. I had the doorman tell the taxi driver where I needed to go for the test. I was only about a mile away, all uphill. The people at the test center were nice. I failed the test, then walked downhill to Dennys for breakfast. When I asked the test center guy for directions so I wasn't wandering around the hillside lost, he said he could give me a shortcut, but it was lonely and known for assaults. So I asked for the longer way, and it was less than 5 minutes to Dennys.
No one spoke English at Dennys, but I managed to order, eat and pay for breakfast without incident. I just have to let go of the outcome when I order, but since most of the chain restaurants here have the name of the meal in English, I just can't tweek the basics like I used to do when I shared a common language with the wait staff.
I walked down the main boulevard from Denny's back to the hotel. That took about 10 or 15 minutes. Figured out where the Do It hardware store is that I had been to when Chris was here to drive me around. Walked past the President's house. It said Casa Presidente and I was wondering it it was the actual place when I noticed all walls and fencing and a couple of Honduran soldiers guarding the gates. I think it really was his house.
Got back and decided to check out the Mall. Ended up getting my hair washed and trimmed. One woman knew a few words of English, so I could make her understand what I wanted as we both used hand motions to fill in the gaps. The woman who was going to wash my hair asked me a question and I think the only thing my attempted answer in Spanish told her was that I didn't understand a thing she asked. I walked out with what I wanted, and a 10 minute detailed application of conditioner. I think that happened when I asked her to braid it for me as it had been when I walked in. Oh, well, looks better down anyway.
A nap back at the hotel, some more wandering around the Mall. Every display TV is tuned to a soccer game, and there are crowds cheering intermittently around the TVs. I got a cup of coffee at Dunkin' Donuts and just looked. If you notice that the restaurants are all US chains (or at least we assume they are originally from the US...), well, that's the way it is here. It's the US, only in Spanish, on the richer side of town.
Tomorrow I'll catch the free bus from the post back home. No plans for the evening. I
didn't bring any nicer clothes to go out in, and I have no real need for entertainment
anyway. And, I'll be back soon to retake the test. No pictures this time because
yesterday when I tried to take a picture of the tree with the combination of orange flowers and green leaves that it now has, I found that the battery in the camera was dead, and didn't have time to dig out my charger before I left.
Sunday, June 12, 2011
I haven't ordered from they yet. However, I found that they have black bean flakes! I used to almost live on those before they got difficult to find. Mix up some black bean flakes with water, heat up some flour tortillas, and sprinkle on some feta cheese. Multi cultural good eatin' from things that would stay fresh for a long time (the cheese in the fridge).
As I go along I'll run back across the links I used to look at a lot. I don't cook, don't keep fresh food around because it just goes bad on me. Here in Honduras I have a microwave, a rice cooker, couple of slow cookers and an electric skillet. The dorm size fridge doesn't hold a lot, but keeps my slim fast shakes cool.
I did make some split pea soup in my small slow cooker today. It turned out good. I miss the thick soups down here. It doesn't get cold, so a lot of the slow cooked comfort foods I like are just not available easily. Wish I'd had some dehydrated carrots and tomato bits to toss in, but it turned out ok anyway with just dehydrated onions, basil and oregano added.
They have stuff in 1 cup bags with a ziplock, a good way to sample to see if you like
things. Good selection of veggies and beans, but I don't like their tofu, and anything
that sounds like meat will have -ish after it to show that it's really flavored tofu. This
is my go-to place to keep veggies on hand.
This place has pretty much everything. Not particularly the cheapest, but a really good
selection. Not everything is dehydrated/freeze-dried, so watch out with beans and such
that you can buy locally probably cheaper. Make sure you are getting the dried stuff,
which is quicker to cook up with less fuel. I haven't ordered from here, but they have
been around for awhile.
If the above look like just 'ingredients' rather than food try the next site to see how to
cook with this type of food:
Lots of 'recipies' and good tips on how to eat well while backpacking or camping. Or living off-grid?
Some places with complete meals, again not the cheapest but factoring in storage and
cook fuel and ability to keep on hand they are a bargain for some folks:
I have ordered from Hawk Vittles. They are really good. Again, not the cheapest but they store for a long time and you can use the freezerbag cooking style to make them. Basically add boiling water and put in a coozie (cook it in a freezer zip lock bag if you want...) for the allotted time.
I mentioned in my comment on his site a free to make soda pop can alcohol stove, and miss spelled the type of fuel usually used. It's denatured alcohol, and its the HEET brand in the yellow bottle.
Sunday, June 05, 2011
These trees are amazing to me. The cycle seems to be that they look bare, dead. Then these red/orange flowers bloom. Slowly green leaves start to show, then they are all green. Then they produce long bean-like pods. Then they go bare again. I've watch the cycle a couple of times since I've been here
And here is a closeup of a bunch of the flowers.
And, I promised a picture of the afghan.
A simple shell stitch. Used up 2 colors of yarn from my stash. My next project is going to be knitted slip covers for my netbooks. More to use the yarn than any need I have. Just can't find a useful thing to knit for anyone down here in the tropics.
Saturday, June 04, 2011
How does my apartment suite get so messy in a 4 day week? Started in with the laundry and will start with the cleaning when I finish this. After reading a few blogs I figured I'd better update this one before I get too sidetracked. I have some pictures I took of the blooming trees here, and I will take the often-promised picture of the afghan I crocheted. But, first, housework.
Monday, May 23, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011
I'm doing nothing else at home while I go through all the dental work. Today I finally started 2 weeks of laundry in my small pail washer, and I"m catching up 3 weeks of ironing. The ironing is required now because the spinner works so well at spinning the water out that it leaves the clothes very wrinkled. I'm working on figuring out a method that is less labor intensive. I may decide that I have the time to just let things drip dry, they don't have to be spun so that they dry in a couple of hours.
I was reminded as I was cleaning today (told you I felt better than I have for awhile) that I realized a few years ago that all of housework (at least mine...) is just getting rid of trash. Laundry, washing dishes, sweeping, shredding papers, all of what I do as housework is just getting the stuff I no longer want out of the door and thrown away in a responsible manner. One would think that by shrinking my living space to the size of one room of my former house and continuing to get rid of things over the past 5 years or so that the time spent getting rid of trash and dirt would get less, but somehow it seems I always have things I 'should' clean, sweep, launder. However, if there ever was motivation for me to continue the good fight to downsize, it is the fact that I don't like housework.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Saturday, May 14, 2011
I haven't forgotten the picture of the afghan. It will happen soon.
Sunday, May 08, 2011
Tuesday, May 03, 2011
Monday, May 02, 2011
This picture was taken a couple of weeks ago to capture what I was doing at the time. The yarn for the afghan I was making was wound around the cables to my computer. I was Skpying with Turtle Lady. My exercise mat was out and papers I was sorting through were under all the other stuff. I finished the afghan and put away the mat, but life is still pretty much like that picture.
Ben asked why I'm still here if I don't like it down in Honduras. Well, I am primarily here for one reason, to pay off debt. Working outside of the US has tax benefits, in that I don't have to pay income tax on my earnings. That money all goes to paying off credit cards. If I was someplace I was having fun while paying off debt, that would be great. I don't hate it here, I'm just bored.
Another person wondered if comments made on older posts get noticed. Yes, I get an email with each comment when it's made, no matter what post it's made on. Someone else mentioned that they were reading all my posts from the beginning. That prompted me to do the same. It was kind of interesting to me to have the past few years of my life telescoped into a couple of evenings' reading. That is actually the primary reason for keeping this blog, to give myself a record of what goes on, and second to let any of my friends who are interested in keeping up with me a way to do it. I am glad that I have also gotten to know other bloggers who stop by here, but it is icing on the cake.
I'm trying to think if there were other things I wanted to mention that aren't worth their own post. Can't think of any more.
Sunday, May 01, 2011
First was the Honduran flag carried by the two in front, then the band.
I tried to get some pictures of the banners they carried in case anyone can translate.
At least while they were forming the parade they still shared the road with the buses. The 'school bus' is a typical local bus. Some are painted up really nicely.
The lone picture of Che.
The only person on horseback.
And away they go, loudspeakers blaring.
Pictures later, really.
For some reason someone is either setting off firewords at 6 to 7am, or there is a small war going on out there. I'm betting fireworks since I haven't heard any sirens, and even here that many guns would attract official attention. It is interesting to live in a place where silly things like noise ordinances, litter laws, driver training before getting a license and such are unheard of. Luckily on the noise issue there really isn't much going on, if anything, after about 10pm, and a lot of the homes outside of the town don't even have electricity, so everything pretty much gets quiet.
I've been here 7 months now. In 5 more I can leave if I have a job to go to. My thoughts are much more on life after Honduras than in worrying much about what goes on here. It shows at work. I just don't care, which ironically is actually helping with team morale. So, I guess I should get to watching those videos. http://www.professormesser.com/ if you are in need of good videos for basic IT certs. Free is a cost that even I can afford to study them. If I just would, instead of doing everything but studying...