Hondurans

I must say real quick, the people here are so generous. I know you find kind and cruel people all over the world, but I have met many more kind people here and I cannot recall meeting any cruel people in my time here. Just this morning I got a hitch with a man, Jose Efrain Ramirez, who lived in New Orleans for about 10 years and is 50 years old. He showed me his University of New Orleans college ID card and his High School diploma from the local New Orleans High School. His daughter that is 32 was Miss Honduras and they traveled to Japan together for Miss Universe. He got my phone number so that he could call me because I told him I wanted to meet his daughter. All of his kids are bilingual. He owns a cattle ranch near where I live and also owns a meet shop. He took myself and Nathan (volunteer I was hitching with) to show us where his meat shop was and told us he would give us a deal if we ever needed meat. He took us directly to the store we were going to start our shopping at and thanked us for coming to Honduras and volunteering. About an hour before that I was walking to the village a little over a mile away where the other volunteers live. A man on a bike pulled over and asked me where I was going. I told him Cacao and he offered me a lift on his bike. I said I weighed a lot and he said (all in Spanish) if I wasn´t comfortable getting a ride on his bike that was ok, but that I wasn´t too heavy. So I jumped on the biked and he peddled while I steered and we chatted about the village where we both currently live. He told me where his house was so that I could visit and dropped me off right at the house I was heading to. His name is Elder and he is about 35 I would guess. I just cannot get over how many generous people I have encountered in my time here in Honduras.