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I am currently volunteering in Honduras for a year. Honduras is the second largest and second poorest country in Central America. I am living in Siguatepeque, a small city in Honduras. I am teaching English to pre-school children in Del Sol Montessori bilingual school and organising after school activities.

Project Trust is an educational charity that offers 17 and 18 year olds volunteering placements overseas.

This is a personal blog written by Ellen Morton. As such the views expressed in this blog are those of Ellen Morton and not those of Project Trust.


Saturday, October 12, 2013

Tela round 2

Hi everyone,

So we went down to Tela again last week which was lots of fun! This time we went with fellow volunteers Ione, Kayla and Katie. The night we arrived we went out for a beer and were unexpectedly given the most expensive thing on the menu, an entire steak, with rice, beans, tortillas and tajaras (like crisps but made from bananas instead of potatoes). We were a bit annoyed, but it was so yummy and still only cost the equivalent of £3.

The entirety of the next day was spent on the beach: swimming in the sea and lazing on the sand. We also went on a banana boat which was so scary, especially as we mistranslated what the man said and so lent the wrong way on the banana and all fell off after about 5 seconds! We did also manage to get burnt, and I am now sporting a nice red look.

That night there was a massive thunderstorm. The biggest I have ever seen in my life. It was extremely loud and the electricity kept coming off and on. Luis actually got electrocuted when he tried to unplug his laptop! Luckily he was okay.

When the storm was over Meryl and Rosa took us to a club. When I say club, I mean Honduran club, which is just a courtyard with a corrugated iron roof over some of it and puddles in the middle of the dance floor. A strange mix of Caribbean Garifuna music, salsa, western songs and Spanish rap was played which was cool however, I’m not too sure about the Honduran dancing.

The next day we spent more time on the beach, and then we had to go home because our holiday had been changed because the Honduran national football team is playing a game. That’s right, the holiday was changed to fit in with a football match. Football is a really big deal here,

The rest of the week was pretty uneventful; although I did manage to accidentally tell the man at the school canteen I loved him while I was trying to order pizza (I said te quiero which is I love you instead of yo quiero which is I want!)

That’s all for now,


Ellen

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