convo w/ my landlord's mother:

Me: Hey, so my roof was leaking last night

H: Yeah, it’s because it was raining so hard last night

Me: Yeah, but it was leaking pretty bad…. It was like it raining inside my house

H: Yeah, everyone is having the same problem, it rained really hard last night

Me: Well, I think the roof might be bad. My whole house is flooded

H: No, everybody’s having that problem, look at those puddles (outside)

Me: No really, my whole house is flooded. The roof is bad. It hasn’t leaked like this before.

H: No, that’s because it rained really hard last night. But OK fine, I’ll talk to Y (my landlord) and see what he says

Me: Thanks, that’d be great

I'm positive my landlord won't think it's necessary to do anything. Luckily I was at home when the rain started so I was able to get (almost) everything of the floor and out of danger. We'll see what happens next time...

more English

Went to a little rural community, Las Delicias, on Thursday… I went with a guy who told me that this community had just gotten a handful of computers in their new community center, and they were hoping for someone to teach them basic computer skills. I was relatively excited to start, and I figured it’d be fairly easy, especially since I have a complete set of lesson plans and powerpoints from some previous volunteers. The community is gorgeous, too. Well, we get there, and he takes me to an elementary school. They don’t actually have any computers, but what luck, they need an English teacher. Perfect…

To make a long story short, the grand total is now 18 English classes a week.

Eighteen.

Five days a week.

18.

What have I gotten myself into?!?


I’m also completely sick of Honduran men. Just because I’m white, I’m somehow considered one of the most beautiful women in my community. And being beautiful is a perfectly legitimate excuse for a Honduran to fall in love with someone. Oh yeah, and age doesn’t matter, either. Nor does being married.

Needless to say, I’ve had a great week. …. I wish sarcasm was typeable….

Oh, my friends came back, though, haha. They were planning on staying at least a year up there, and ran out of money in a week. Good planning, guys. Cracks me up.