Honduras vs Canada!

Honduras played Canada last night so Stacy and Julio (the Honduran couple that I live with), Alison, Tyler (2 other volunteers) and I all headed to Ceiba to watch the game. Alison and Tyler are from Canada so it made for an interesting evening. Alison even brought her Canadian flag. Canada scored first but the locals didn´t seem to get too upset. Then Honduras came back to score 2 goals in the second half and win 2-1. The bar went nuts, Stacy and Julio included. The poor Canadians took it well. We headed to Julio´s favorite baleada stand, la linea, to eat a late night dinner and then we went out dancing. It was a blast! The older girls at the orphanage had give Alison and I a lesson on how to dance punta so we were trying to whip out our new skills.

Last weekend when we went to Cayos Cochinos, after dinner the local got their drums out and started playing music and singing. Everyone on the island came and joined and people of all ages were singing and dancing. They dance a style called punta and it involves moving your hips really fast while not moving your upper body. They pulled all of us one at a time up to dance in the middle of the circle. It was a blast!!! But I was terrible so when we got back to the Hogar I asked all the girls if they could dance punta and if they could teach me. So Friday I got my first lesson with Alison from the 3 older girls.

What else... I realized the other day that I have totally turned into one of the kids. The first time I ate with them I almost lost my appetite. They eat with their hands, grabbing food off of other plates, eating off of the dirty table and the floor with food everywhere! Also, they hide food in the kitchen in random different places. I used to eat with the kids just watching them in shock now I will be eating not even noticing how the other kids are eating but then all of the sudden realize in am eating refried beans with my fingers from one hand and eating scrambled eggs with my fingers from the other hand! Also I just recovered last week from getting really sick at Cayos Cochinos. The first real meal I could eat was on Wednesday and we had pastelitos with chimol. Chimol is the stuff I made with my home stay that I love! It is diced green bell peppers, onion, tomato, and cucumbers mixed together with vinegar and a bit of salt. I was stoked about the chimol and the cooks know it is my favorite so they gave me 2 extra scoops of it. We got to the table and I couldn´t eat all the food on my plate because it was the first real meal I had eaten in about 5 days. I used to just give my food to the nearest kid when I couldn´t finish a plate. But this time I found myself thinking about where I could hide the food left on my plate where no one would find it so I could eat it later. I told the other volunteers I was eating with this and they started cracking up, teasing me that I am totally turning into one of the kids!