Market Experience! :]

Wow! I just got back from the market. I got a skirt that should have been $15-20 dollars for 5 bucks... Got Mason something really really awesome... Got both of my sisters something small but expensive and cool ;) I know what I am getting momma and daddy, I have to find just the right one! Very fun.

So... About the market. There are so many fruits that I had never seen before! I had (for the first time ever, I might add) fresh papaya for breakfast. The market experience here is quite interesting in that there's not many stores with set prices. You can bargain with the merchant and get things much cheaper than the price tag says. I saw lots of knock off Ray-Ban, Dulce and Gabbana, and Coach sunglasses, along with enough Victoria's Secret perfumes to make a whole army high. So yeah! It was really fun. One thing that was not so fun, aka gave me a bigger rush than if I would have jumped off the empire state building, was the traffic. It was TERRIFYING to walk on the side of the road. The drivers are day dreaming or something because they will come within inches of you. They pass 3 big trucks on a 2 car road. Yeah.

Within my first two hours in this country I realized that this is not America anymore when it comes to driving. Never again will I wish that an old lady would drive faster, or that Gramps would just pass, even though the yellow line is solid. These people drive like morons because there are no yellow lines, and there are no "School Zone" signs to make old ladies drive slower. On our way to this campus that we're staying on, from the airport, We saw a car accident. We had been waiting for twenty of so minutes before being able to pass. I waited patiently for the bus to move again, and figured that they were just waiting for the paramedics and/or firemen to finish up. WRONG. We were finally able to drive by (I think the guy in the vehicle behind the one that had an accident moved the crushed little pickup into the other lane so that he could pass...) and what I saw horrified me. In the road, beside a little black pickup truck with the bed of the truck torn in half on one side, were 3 lifeless bodies. One of the guys was severed completely in half. The other guy that I could see clearly had a huge hole in the back of his head, with the contents thereof all over the road. I couldn't really see what happened to the other guy, as he fell out of the other side of the bed of the truck. They ride around back there all the time around here, and it's not illegal. Though I wish it was, because those guys would have been less likely to die if they had a law about buckling up around here.
Talk about culture shock! Seeing that wreck and those mangled guys made me cry. Yep. That's right folks. Like a little girl getting coal for Christmas. There were all kinds of people around, and no one did anything. It's like "Hey! Look! There's a white girl with brown hair and green eyes!" and every guy in town can't take his eyes off me, but there is DEAD PEOPLE in the road and they're like "Huh? Where? Oh yeah, him? He's been there since Thursday." It's crazy. Needless to say, that was a sobering experience that made me realize how selfish it is to ask Jesus to wait about coming back. Sometimes in a first world country we forget that less fortunate countries actually exist, you know?

The girls that sold me the skirt for 5 dollars? Yeah the look that they got on their faces when I pulled out $20 was insane. And I could blow through $20 in less that 10 minutes in Wal-Mart on any given trip. I came to the realization that 1: I can be a real brat when it comes to getting what I want and 2: how little happiness depends on stuff. I have honestly been having a blast here just walking around campus trying to learn spanish from the locals. I would LOVE to come work in a place like this for a year. That's the best way to learn the language anyway. The kids are so sweet here. I took lots of pictures of the kids at the elementary school here today! They LOVE the camera. :)I could seriously live here for 6 months to a year on $1000. Food is cheap, water is cheap, clothes are cheap (AND CUTE!). The only problem would be the fact that I am indeed, a white girl. White girls are NOT safe here. At all. The locals are poor, so they steal white girls hoping that the white girl's boyfriend, husband, female friends, etc. will be willing to pay ransom for the girl's safety. CRAZY! I think that I would totally consider moving to a central American country in a few years. Before that happens, however, I will A: get my bachelor's in Nursing and B: obtain mad skills in martial arts. :) Haha I might not know Karate right now, but I do know "freestyle kick you booty" so I promise that I am *relatively* safe here :) I'm not going down unless the boy at least has some SERIOUS injuries. Daddy didn't raise no fool ;) haha So yeah. Miss you guys and I hope to see you soon!!

Honduras!

We are FINALLY here (and have been, sans-internet, since Friday around noon)! I've found Honduras to be an amazing country so far - perfect weather and sweet people all around. Though the boys can be a bit forward sometimes, it's been really fun getting to know people. I am even brushing up on my Spanish a bit! ¿Donde esta el baño? Hahaha! Anyways... That's all for right now :]

HEADING TO HONDURAS!! :D

We are officially pulling out of Fountainview for our mission trip! More later... Gotta go ;)