Almost home...

Me, making casabe, the traditional food of Garifunas. It´s a lot harder than it looks, but it was SO FUN!! That is my ¨second mom¨ there with me...her family is my Honduran family, I love them to pieces.

Sunrise on the beach. Oh my gosh, the pictures do NOT do it justice. It was breathtaking...sitting on a canoe on the beach, sipping tea and watching the sun rise. Wow.

Relaxing in our hammock. This is a favorite pasttime!

I am coming home in one week. There is so much to say, but I have no time to say it, and no time to think. I am very excited to come home, but also VERY SAD to leave my friends and ¨family¨ (Honduran family, that is). Six months has gone by so fast my friends. I cried at church the other day when they announced we were leaving. Saying goodbyes is always hard, it never EVER gets easier. I will write more soon, but for now, I have a whole lot of hanging out to do in the next five days before I say goodbye to my beloved village, Ciriboya, maybe forever.

more random pictures.

This is from when I went to Roatan in January. Rosy, me, Catherine, and Rosy´s sister Jackie. We had a great time together, enjoying the different cultural experience (oh yeah, and the awesome beach!!...hard to believe, but it´s even better than the Ciriboya beach)

Um...the brown thing that´s coming out of this shell is called ¨caracol¨...or in English, ¨conch¨. I ate it the other night. It looks disgusting, and tastes pretty rubbery. It wasn´t bad, as long as I wasn´t thinking about what it looked like when I saw it like this!!

Me, drinking coconut milk right from the coconut! When the milk was gone, we chopped open the coconuts with a machete, and scooped out all the coconut inside, which was kind of like jello, because it wasn´t mature yet. It was so yummy! And it came right from Rosy´s front yard.

A picturesque view of part of Ciriboya. The house is Rosy´s, and I don´t know...I just loved the view. This is the stuff I will miss. Look at how gorgeous God made Ciriboya.