Honduras Favorites

Some of these photos have already been posted earlier in this blog and, while I took the majority of these photos, I can't take credit for all of them. However, I do believe they were all taken by someone who has seen Honduras as a stranger, tourist, helper, worker, and most importantly, community member. From the touristy sites, to special moments and the unique culture of my village, to records of accomplished work, and to just having a camera at the exact right time, these photos really represent my two years in Peace Corps. They reflect the side of Honduras that not many people get to see and that I was so fortunate to experience in the last two years. I'm so happy I have these photos to remember my time here. Although, anyone who has been here knows that you can't ever really forget Honduras.


Mangoes


My project manager inspecting the newly built greenhouse


Waves coming in at sunset in Tela


Slingshot contest - one of the various outside activities to entertain people until sundown on Independence Day when the flag is lowered


Pineapple ready to eat


Making a clay pot


Selling bread


Firing pottery in an oven


Mangroves at Punta Izopo


Lancetilla Botanical Gardens


La Campa


Sunset on Honduras' Independence Day


Hummingbird


"Guitaron" or giant guitar for religious ceremony


Grinding corn to make tortillas for lunch


William and Karen eating "pastelitos"


Waterfall that provides water for my village


The beach at Tela


Two girls headed home


Girl playing at home


Red flower


Firing clay pots in the traditional Lencan way


Cultivated crops on steep slopes


Reina helping Diana grind corn


Cross overlooking the pueblo


Copan Ruinas Mayan artifact


Coffee plant almost ready for picking


Coffee beans


River in Celaque (meaning "box of water") National Park


Fire on Celaque blocked out the sun


Giant ceiba tree


Worn paths in Nueva Esperanza


Confetti at Carnaval in La Ceiba


The kids never got tired of me taking their picture!


Becky making a doctor's visit not as scary


Bananas


One happy baby


Heading home from work and finding a friend

Photos to enjoy

A view from Cero San Juanera


Neighborhood Cipres in Nueva Esperanza


La Campa from above


The winner of this year´s ¨India Bonita¨ (Pretty Indian) contest.


Every year there is a fair in Santa Rosa de Copan where there are music concerts, coffee tasting, and a celebration of the pride of the town . . . cigars!


Some jewelry at the fair made out of seeds and flowers

Getting Ready for Life in the Capital!

As you all know, my time with Peace Corps is winding down. And while the days are winding down, the amount of work certainly is not following the same pattern. In this last six months, I have had the most work I have had in my whole Peace Corps service! This can be attributed to the fact that people in the community are more willing to ask me for help or workshops. Initially, I imagine they were nervous to ask such things but now that I am closer with more individuals, there is less unwillingness to ask. Some have asked me to teach them to make cake, pickled vegetables, help them make a personal stove, help them calculate costs and gains of a pulperia . . .

Truthfully, it’s nice to have the distractions so I don’t have to think about how little time I have left here in Nueva Esperanza. At the same time though, I am being careful not to overdo it because I also want time to just relax and spend the last couple of weeks with people here.

Another distraction has been . . . where am I going to live in the next three weeks? A few months ago, I applied for an internship that USAID was offering to all Peace Corps Volunteers who have completed their service in Honduras. The internship will be in the USAID office in Tegucigalpa, the capital of Honduras. My friend and fellow PAMer, Mary, also got the internship and we decided to look for an apartment together. Although we do realize we are going from one spectrum to the other: living in small communities working on development to living in the capital in a posh office working on development . . .we are excited for the opportunity and know we will learn a lot more about international development from our experience with Peace Corps and with USAID.

Some of you may have heard that there has been some political strife here in Honduras and USAID said they would be cutting their aid. Mary and I did have some initial uncertainties if we still had our job, but we are in the process of signing the contracts so no worries!

Well, searching for apartments has been tough for a variety of reasons. One: I live about 7 hours (on a good “fast bus” day) from Tegucigalpa, Two: We don’t want to pay ridiculous prices for a place (we’ve lived in mud houses for two years, too nice of an apartment is unnecessary and would be a little overwhelming) and Three: Unlike in the villages where you can walk into someone’s house with no locks, it’s hard to get in contact with people renting when they have huge impermeable walls and barbed wire all around. Mary and I searched on three different occasions. The first time, we found some apartments we liked, but were very far from the USAID office. From this trip, we realized that we would really like to be within walking distance of the office. So the second time, we walked around two nice neighborhoods right above the office. We looked at some very nice apartments but none that were in our price range. Because Mary lives close to Tegucigalpa than me, she was able to check out one option that sounded promising. A woman was willing to close off part of her house and turn it into a two bedroom apartment. Because we were running out of time and because I really can’t afford to come into Tegucigalpa anymore, we checked this option out. It was perfect!

Counting Down . . . But Making It Count

Herminia and I with our öllas¨ or pots

When I was getting ready to leave for Honduras on July 2007, two years seemed like such a long commitment. I know a few people who have told me they would like to do Peace Corps but wish the term was shorter. But now I have two weeks left and inevitably have had to start thinking about the end. Even if I didn’t want to think about the day I have to leave, I can’t help it. I dream about being back in the states or the move to Teguz. During my classes when my students are working on an in-class assignment, I have my notebook handy so I can scribble down reminders of things I need to do or items I want to give away before I leave.

Now with so little time left, I’m trying to make every day count. I don’t want today to be the last day that I see certain people. But I know that is the case for some who live far away or that I don’t see very often; and already some people are thanking me for the time I was here and hope that I travel safely.

To make my time here count, I have started to try to think more like a tourist, or how I was when I first arrived. What would I have wanted to do here if I were just visiting for a few days? One: Take lots of photos, so I have pulled my camera out again to the excitement of the children, and adults, and everyone really. Two: I’ve worked enough with the business side of the pottery but I never actually made anything. So I decided to try my luck at being an actual Lencan potter! Herminia and Nicolas started giving me pottery lessons. First, we made two bowls because I don’t have any good deep bowls to eat my cereal in every morning. Then, we made a pot or “olla”. Here´s some photos of the fun!


Our traditional Lencan pots (of course the real traditional ones are about 30 times bigger than these)


Nicolas helping me with my pottery


The red dirt they use to make the paint


Me putting the first coat of paint on


Herminia making lunch after our not-so-hard work