Last night marked our first meal in our new abode. We are now out of our homestays and in the apartments where we will be living for the year. I am reveling in my newfound freedom. Mainly the freedom from refried beans, an avodaco, stinky cheese and corn tortillas for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Yesterday marked the first day of Summer Academy and my first official day of teaching. Suprisingly I wasnt nervous at all. In fact, I was more nervous about the fact that I wasnt nervous for fear that it would hit me in the middle of my lesson.
The walk to school every morning takes about 15 minutes. We are in training from 8:30- 4:30 (an attempt to cram the necessary information from a Masters teaching credential program into four weeks of instruction), so the morning walk is a great time for me to process all of the new information I am exposed to.
It rains everyday.
Today was a much better day and because I finally had my first cup of coffee this morning I chalked it up to the fact that the best things in life are the simple things..like coffee.
Then I got to thinking, if there is one word to describe the Honduran way of life it is just that, simple.