It's a completely different world at the orphanage in Honduras. It took her a while to adjust to "the simple life." At one point in the e-mail she says, "I get so excited when I see a car." This coming from The Master Chicago Driver herself. She has not had a warm shower since she got there last Wednesday. She loves the kids (there are about 400 of them) and wants to take them home with her, but she can't because they do not adopt the children out to families. Their philosophy is that they have already found their family with each other. Neat.
On Friday, Aunt M hitchhiked (YES. HITCHHIKED) into the city to begin her weekend away from the orphanage.
Um.
Okay, if I would have known that she was hitchhiking in Honduras Friday night, I would have had to sedate myself.
*takes deep breath and swig of whiskey*
The next day, she took a 75-cent, one-and-a-half-hour bus ride and ended up at a national park called La Tigra.
A picture says a thousand words:
While at La Tigra, Aunt M climbed a mountain. She spent an entire day hiking to the top of the mountain with a guide who was over 60 years old and smoked cigarettes the whole way up, while my non-cigarette-smoking, healthy, 24-year-old sister wheezed her way up the mountain. I cannot wait to see those pictures.
Some of the stuff Aunt M has been eating:
She says the kids are amazing. She works with them in 1-hour increments during the day and spends 2 hours each night in a jogar (group home) consisting of twenty 14 to 17-year-old girls. She says they are hilarious, lovable and naughty ... They want to break rules and learn bad words in English.
It sounds like she's doing just swell. But I can't wait to have her back.
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