|Study Buddy soccer game part II|
This week has been a full one. We've had volunteers leaving, volunteers arriving, huge storms, and cancelled classes among many other things. It's been a roller coaster but, then again, I feel like I say that almost every week.
Our weekend began with us saying goodbye to one of the two medical volunteers, Keegan. This farewell was particularly hard for me and Yamit because we'd become very attached. During his six weeks here, Keegan had become the older brother we'd never had. He is a Wisconsin native who enjoys both ice cream and skiing, so we made him promise to come visit us in Vermont where we will take him to the Ben and Jerry's factory.
On Saturday morning, Yamit and I woke up earlier than either of us would have liked and went with my study buddy, Taber, into La Ceiba to watch a marching band competition. I may have mentioned this in an earlier post, but Taber is in the El Porvenir marching band. Earlier that week in Study Buddies, he'd been telling me about the band competition and how excited he was for it. However, not enough El Porvenir musicians showed up for practice in the days leading up to the event, so his group had to pull out at the last minute. Luckily for me and Yamit, this meant that we got to go watch AND spend time with a local.
|The bands paraded through the streets before arriving at the arena|
Although the competition took up the entire morning and much of the early afternoon, I enjoyed watching the bands perform. Sitting there next to my study buddy, I felt as close to being Honduran as I have since I've been here. It was also nice to travel to Ceiba and walk around with someone who actually knows the city.
|The red marks the Dept. of Atlantida|
The Red Alert stayed on through Friday, though the rain had stopped and the puddles had begun to dry by Thursday afternoon. Because we were going stir-crazy, a few of us decided to go on a walk. We walked around the town for almost two hours, exploring parts we'd never been to, and returning to sections some of us wanted to explore again. Our outing made me realize how little of El Porvenir I actually know. While I could tell you about almost any house on the main road, and recognize any place on the walk to PEP2, I know zip about the rest. So, after two months here, I finally felt as though I were getting a sense of the places in town that are off the main drag, peeling back yet another layer of the onion.
|The water reaches our ankles|
Speaking of letting go, on Thursday, in the midst of the storm, we said goodbye to our other medical volunteer, Angela. She'd only been here for a month, but during her time had become like a mom to me and Yamit. She was always there when we were sick or needed someone to talk to and she had a calming, yet fiery presence. We will all miss her dearly. As excited as Yamit and I are about the new volunteers, it's still quite hard to say goodbye to people who have become a part of our tiny HCA family. Leaving in December is going to be rough.
Dar el puño (fist bump) + chócolas (high five) = pavo (turkey)
Thank you in advance!
Word of the week:
Charco: puddle. I learned this while walking through a nice big one.
Yamit quote of the week:
"WHAT...? I was listening to my podcast." said after beginning the Serial podcast series