This past week involved long hours at school in order to prepare for the local and regional food day. On Saturday, we set up wooden stilts and covered the rooves with banana leaves and bright banners. The parents of each grade made food from different regions of Honduras. I was rather happy to be at school with little responsibility, other than walking around and eating.
School can get pretty stressful, especially when we put on big events. Afterwards, I really appreciate the chance to experience the peculiarities of another culture. And sticking around until late builds respect among the teachers.
Last weekend, I took a trek out of town and into the mountains. There's no good way to get there without a car, but walking is such a good way to see the world. About ten minutes out of town, the streets start to wind into mountains. I find the Siguatepeque untouched by modern amenities. There are tin rooves and muddy streets. Unknowingly, I've craved these sights. Sigua is trying so hard to grow up with cell phones and cars and reggaeton, and it has lost some of its uniqueness. I don't want to miss how people really live outside of the commercial section.
Thus, I've been struck with a bit of wanderlust, and am beginning to find these tucked away places.
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