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Here’s a list of a few quirks of Honduras…enjoy!



  • You can pay off cops if you get pulled over (which is quite frequently) and if you don’t have money on you, they’ll take a coke.

 



  • Public bus etiquette doesn’t make any sense. Hondurans are late/time doesn’t matter here, but when it comes to them getting off the bus, you’d think there was a fire. They moveeee. And I’m talking buses with no open seats and two lines formed in the small aisle from front to back…there’s usually people hanging out of the bus doors too. At first I found it very annoying that they try to squeeze through the mess of people 3 minutes before their stop, but now I’ve adapted and just lean over the seat with your business in someones face.

 



  • Another fun bus fact: some of the Hondurans get on/off the bus when it’s still moving. I aspire to be at that level within the next week…I’ll keep yall posted on my progress.

 



  • Hotels and motels are NOT at all the same. Hotels are for sleeping. Motels are individual carports with curtains you rent for an hour with another person…sooo be careful what you ask for.

 



  • When the boys spend the night, they listen to rigatone (spanish rap) REALLY loud at all hours of the night. Yep, even 4 am.

 



  • It’s perfectly acceptable to pee, breast feed, burp, spit, blow snot rockets, etc. in public.

 



  • Within 48 hours, six of us got really sick–dropped like flies. Either fainting in the hallway, passed out on the bathroom floor, hospitals, throwup pots by our beds (yes cooking pots)…you get the idea. It was rough.

 



  • I’ve eaten more PB&J’s the past few weeks than I’ve eaten in my entire life.

 



  • You don’t flush your toilet paper–this is probably true in every country we’ll be in. bleh

 



  • Walking down our street we pass more cows and chickens than people. And our neighbors have cows laying on their front porch like dogs.

 



  • Christy and I are not allowed to do laundry unsupervised. We flooded the house (luckily we have concrete floors). We spent half of the day spreading the water around in hopes of it drying faster so people wouldn’t find out–and with a broom, we didn’t have a mop. Epic FAIL.

             



  • Time here is irrelevant. Nothing starts when it’s supposed to and no one is on time. I don’t have a watch and I make it by just fine.

 



  • Hitchiking is no longer a sketchy idea to me. I love it when we get picked up and pile 10 people into the bed of a truck to take off just a few minutes of our long travel to Los Pinos.

 



  • I don’t even notice the moths, ants, spiders, lizards, and other little critters where we live anymore. They’re like having more roommates.

 



  • It takes us about 30 mintues to say bye to all of the kids when we go to Los Pinos…and I absolutely love it! I can’t wait to see them again each time we leave 🙂