One of the results of living where I can't join in with general conversations going on around me because I don't speak the language is that I have gotten quiet. In Real Life, as well as here. Nothing wrong, just not a lot to say, and I'm losing the art of small talk, which I never was very good with anyway. I'm still in Honduras, and still no bites on a new job someplace else. I'm really not trying hard, though. I need to step that part up.
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.
